Legend

Late at night, the rebel positions were noisy at the sudden uproar.

That would be natural, too. Even though there has been some disturbance so far, it has not been such a noise that the quarrel between adventurers, mercenaries, soldiers and so on has been sophisticated.

Especially when it was the rebel executives who were upset to hear the noise.

Because it was a commotion in a tent where a soble heavily used by Kabazid, who is regarded as the insurgent's biggest enemy, is under house arrest.

The soldiers in general have not been informed of what is there.

That's why I was somewhat surprised by the disturbance if I tried to be anything other than an executive, but I didn't think it was that serious.

"Yeah, no, what's going on! What happened to the Soble we captured! The repression of those who are still rampant is not over!

Inside a magic tent, arguably the headquarters of the rebels, the anger of the nobles echoes.

It was the soldier who came to report the situation who was exposed to it.

For a soldier yelled at in the mood to hit half an eight, all I would have said was bad luck.

"Calm down, what happens when we mess up here? Instead of yelling at soldiers now, we should be more calm and make sure it's true."

"I know! BUT...... THAT SOBLE!? I'm pretty sure if that guy goes back over there, there 'll be more damage to this one in the coming battle."

"... but that's odd. That place should have been more vigilant and put a pretty armed soldier on guard... most of them killed, so it's still rampant? Lord Theorem, what do you think?

Theolame, gazed at by the nobility, shakes his head small and sideways.

It is already clear that the attackers are not of such a degree that their arms will stand somewhat.

The tent where Soble was held under house arrest also had Warcraft soldiers as escorts.

If that Warcraft soldier is still alive, it hasn't become these noises.

In other words, it is unclear whether the Warcraft soldiers are dead or fainting, or for some other reason, but they were definitely powerless.

(Enemies with as much skill as they could beat their opponents were diving into this position? It's not a lot of fun... but is it still good that Soble was the one who got his hands on it? If this is His Royal Highness Merclio or... wait)

Teolame, relieved by his own master's safety, realizes that Vihera, also Merclio's sister, is missing another important figure who should have been in this tent until earlier.

If you look around in a hurry, Vihera isn't the only one who's disappearing. Even Gurgasto's appearance is disappearing.

"Me, my lord Merclio. What the hell is Master Vihella and Count Obrisin?

"Yeah? You don't say that. Well, it's about those two. You're pretty sure where you're headed, aren't you?

I can only snort as a teolame at Merclio, who flaunts his shoulders small.

Yes, it's certainly easier to predict where you've been than ever. The fact that the fight is not yet over at present means that the fight is undoubtedly prolonged. In other words, there was a good chance there was a strong enemy.

And gone are the two people who prefer to fight.

If asked what this means, the answer is decided.

"My lord Merclio, if I had known, I would have liked it to stop. Do you understand that those two people are irreplaceable to us?

"Sure. But those two, right? There's no reason to stop and stop. There is a chance of an extra rampage just for what you've stopped."

"Oh, that's..."

I can't say no to Merclio's words.

In fact, that's what Theorem expected.

Because there's no way I can snort that yes.

"Don't worry."

Before Theorem says anything, Merclio opens his mouth again and tells him so.

"Those two are strong. That's so much so that I don't think the people around here can beat me no matter what. But no matter how strong those who are rampant now are, there's nothing you can do about them."

"That's... that's true, but just in case"

"Besides, I don't have Ray right now. I'm sure you're worried about that."

It's been less than ten days since Ray disappeared and this is all the fuss. In other words, I regret having to snort at Merclio's words that he would have been the one who could have done anything without Ray.

But soon, Merclio changes his expression and smiles.

"Most of all, I guess what I expect most is combat. I don't know what kind of people are out there, but they're already suppressed by now, right?

Avoid twisting your body as you move forward with the blow of the long sword you are waving at.

That's how I punch my jaw out sharply like I'm passing through...

"Oh?"

Vihera leaning her neck towards the feel of her fist.

Naturally. It was supposed to be a powerful attack that only made the opponent unconscious with a single blow, because the opponent is flat with no appearance of working at all.

"Was it shallow? No, the feel of my fist wasn't that light.... then!

Avoid the blow of a long sword that is swung down against you again and jump into your opponent's nostalgia.

Instead of hitting them as they are, gently touch the other person's torso...

"Ha!"

Along with a short exhaled voice, the opponent's movement stops and collapses to the ground.

Immerse yourself in the palm. Vihella's created move to infuse your opponent with your own magic and destroy it from within.

It has already been made into a body that makes little sense by about a blow that shook the tip of the jaw, but still couldn't do anything if it destroyed most of the gut.

"Apparently there's nothing immortal or anything like that.... I don't feel any light of reason in my eyes for that split."

"Um, it's not funny at all to fight with both of these people. The strength of this one together is not obtained by strengthening the body, but by false strength"

Vihera also nods at Gurgasto's words as he speaks unpleasantly and backwards.

"That's true. If you fight like this, you don't feel the will of your opponent. What, are you just being driven by instincts?

"That would be rude to monsters and wild beasts."

"I'm sure you might."

The two of us turn our gaze and exchange words to each other slowly approaching us.

It's true that you're fighting and you're not an interesting opponent, but it's still true that the creepy opponent in front of you is out of the hands of soldiers around there.

A soldier with arms, a knight, an adventurer or a mercenary would be able to deal with it, but still not an unharmed and manageable opponent.

"Undead?... No, you're not!

Cut the tip of the protruding spear with a nail created on the back of his hand and dive into his nostrils.

If it were normal, if it were approached this way, it would show some reaction, but this opponent doesn't show any such appearance.

If you try to be a vihela, you're not an enemy already, as long as you know what to do.

It is the same for Gurgasto, who slaughters his enemies in almost one-sided combat.

From there it was early until the battle was over.

Soldiers of support arrived, but the battle ended with nothing to do.

"... well, I wonder where the soble that was here disappeared"

Enemies falling on the ground...... Vihera whines as she looks at the dolls that Moura left behind.

It has already been confirmed that there is no Soble figure in the tent where he was under house arrest, and that there is no Soble body even while he is falling to the ground.

"I mean, escaped, huh?"

Vihera nods at the words of Gurgasto.

"That, too, must be the result of this someone coming to help.... hurry up and look around the position. Hopefully, he hasn't escaped yet."

"Yes, I'll arrange it right away!

In the midst of the killing of many of his fellow soldiers, the soldiers who were able to survive the rescue of Vihela and Gurgasto in time quickly salute them and leave.

Vihera opens her mouth as she drops off such a soldier's hindsight.

"... well, it won't be worth it"

It was Gurgasto who was listening to that word, but he never speaks of anything in particular.

Because it's true that even if it's unlikely to be found, there's no reason to neglect the area.

Alternatively, it could be that the other side is still in position due to some mistake.

(I don't think so.)

Vihera sighs and turns her gaze toward the corpse falling to the ground.

It's not just the dolls, it's the soldiers who were protecting this place.

Also, when Vihela rushed to the scene, the body of the Warcraft soldier had been found a short distance away.

Regardless of the Warcraft Soldier, it is still not a good substitute for making it look so visible.

There was hardly anyone watching the noise that was happening in the tent because everyone was focused on it, but there would still be some who saw the body of the Warcraft soldier.

I had given orders to the knight who was nearby to carry out the body without anyone finding it, but it is also suspicious how well it was observed.

(Who can kill a Warcraft soldier, huh? Would have liked to have fought if I could)

The night sky is not cloudy enough to say that there is no such thing as this level of noise.

Think so with the sight of a round, big moon illuminating the night sky.

Reports of people forcibly breaking through the entrance and exit of the position with their horses were then delivered under Vihela long enough later.

"Whoa!

Three people, Moura, Sistoy and Soble, were desperately on horseback to the imperial city under a night sky so bright that they didn't need the lights.

Sistoy, who was running the lead among them, raises his voice suddenly feeling something zombie in his spine.

As for the line, it's a situation where two people, Sistoy at the beginning and Moura and Soble, are running side by side right behind them.

"Hey, what's going on, Sistoy? Is something wrong?

He's running right behind him, and I guess it's because he's a long-time dating moola with Sistoy that he noticed his partner's anomaly, calling from the top of a horse running at full speed.

"No, it's nothing. I just had a bad feeling!

Naturally, the only way to get our voices heard is to scream at each other, beyond the fact that the horse on board is a full-blown disease.

I often had the thought of not imitating that if I tried to make it a soble running next to Moura.

Of course I can do enough to scream while running at full speed, even if it's sobbling. But I'm probably sure if you imitate like that, you'll bite your tongue, and I don't want to imitate like that in the current situation.

Most of all, I have no more objections than these two are helping me right now.

They said they didn't know who asked them to rescue themselves, but they still decided it would be better than being captured by the rebels than being told to bring them alive.

Moura, it's time to slow down the horse.

With that word, the speed of the horse that was running at full speed drops.

Moura and Soble running behind Nature and Sistoy also slow down the horse, but Moura opens her mouth dissatisfied.

"Hey, okay? Isn't there a chaser hanging from the rebel position? If they catch up to you, you're not gonna win, are you?

No matter how strong the systoy is, it's not invincible. I don't have a doll for myself anymore, and Soble isn't that good at moving the body itself.

"I know. But horses are the limit."

To Sistoy's words, Moura sees a chill and a horse.

I do spew bubbles out of my mouth, and if I let him keep walking at full force like this, he'll crumble before long.

Just figured that out, I can't help but be convinced by Sistoy's words, even as a moola.

"But where do you rest? If you rest poorly in the streets, you'll be captured by the pursuit team, won't you?

"Over there. Somehow, but I think it would be nice to be in the back of that forest."

"Yes, I get it. Then let's do that."

"Wait."

Soble, as a matter of course, hung up waiting for the exchange between Moura and Sistoy.

I decided where I could lurk for whatever reason, but I couldn't believe that Moura would follow it without any hesitation.

"What. Is there any objection?

"No, that's not what... you decide where to hide somehow?

"Yep. I can believe Sistoy's account. Besides, you know the horse won't have it if it stays like this, right? If you end up having to rest, it's safer to hide yourself in the woods."

"That's... that's true"

I know why you're saying it.

But still, it was a surprise to Soble to decide by account for no reason, and he didn't even want to believe it.

Still, the current soble protects the two of us in front of us... or we just have to follow that word more than we are in a position to be caught.

Thus, about thirty minutes after entering the woods. Hearing several horsemen running down the street, they were relieved that they had spent their opponents, supposedly troops in pursuit.

... although only Soble still had an unconvincing look on his face.