Legend

A castle in the imperial capital of the Bestian Empire. In one of its gardens were many gathered now.

Nobles, soldiers, adventurers, mercenaries, and… royalty.

"Everyone, as you know, from now on we will escape the castle, escape the Imperial capital and join my brother Merclio, known as the rebels."

Frizione's voice echoes in the courtyard.

Frizione, who usually wears an imperial dress, but it's not the dress she's wearing right now, it's what we should call a war outfit.

Frizione himself is not particularly good at martial arts.

I can fight to the point of defending myself as a royal preference, but not compared to my sister, Vihera.... Frizione is weaker, of course.

Vihera is subtly bad at Frizione for that split, but I guess it's purely due to her character, not her fighting skills.

Either way, I'm not wearing white metal armor like the White Rose Knights when it comes to outfits of war, more than being such a frizione.

What currently wraps Frizione's body is a piece of magic item clothing that makes it possible to reduce to some extent the damage of things like slashing, shock, and magic attacks.

Tiara, who has a slight but constant healing effect, is given a cape with a high magic defense, a bracelet that raises the arm, a necklace that raises the health itself, and so on. Frizione, who wears a wide variety of other magic items, was in such a condition that it could be described as just one property...... no, two or three properties.

If you kidnap Frizione, you won't have any problems with your offspring's money.

… there is also the question of whether you can kidnap Frizione, who is consolidating himself with all those magic items, or how you can manage the forces of war that are here now.

The total number of men currently in front of Frizione is about four hundred. I'm not here anywhere else, but I have about a hundred men as supply troops and their escorts.

Given the size of the original Frizione faction, this triple or quadruple would have made it possible to gather power.

But Frizione told the faction nobles that this time it would stop the civil unrest, because it was from his own personal feelings that he didn't want his brothers to fight each other. Instead of coming together, he was advising me to return to my own territory.

Still, in the end, this many people chose to come with me.

Right now in front of Frizione are such nobles… and soldiers, adventurers and mercenaries who admire Frizione and decide to act together as prostitutes.

(You're an idiot...)

I whine inside toward the person listening to my words.

Except there's no bad feelings there. Ningro, there was even a merciful color.

If you think you admire yourself that much, you bet.

I understand that not everyone here admires themselves purely. Some of you will be here with some kind of prospect.

But still... it was also true that many people admired themselves purely.

(Plus... as expected)

Chirali and I turned our gaze to a few aristocrats who had previously come out in a story with Angela.

I don't know where the forces are, but perhaps those who are betraying themselves.

(I won't let you like it. I am naturally responsible for the action I take. So... I have no hesitation in using his help)

Open your mouth again, anticipating that the fellows who were bothering to listen to themselves around you have been quiet.

"Our numbers are small. In that case, Schuls and Brother Kabazid may follow you."

Twitching again.

However, unlike earlier this time, I felt a slight sense of anxiety.

To dispel that anxiety, Frizione shouts out loud.

"But there's nothing to worry about. Merclio sent someone to work with us."

At the same time that Frizione tells him so, when the advancing Ray shows up in front of the soldiers, he takes the death size out of the mysteries and swings it.

Boom, the sound of a death-sized blade slashing and tearing the air rings around, and the consciousness of those who are lining up with the man is gathered even though they don't like it.

"Hey, that... could it be"

"Oh. A sickle with a pattern longer than that height. Definitely. There's no such thing as a Griffon as being an obedient demon..."

Deep Red

Several voices whine the same word at the same time.

While it is an ominous symbol for the Bestian Empire, it also has the alias of a rank S adventurer, a fighter who fought not a single step against immovable noise at a martial arts tournament held the other day.

Most of all, the only people surprised are soldiers and knights, adventurers and mercenaries in general, and some of the noblemen have the look of bitter worms chewed up, but they don't look surprised.

The nobles must have been informed of Ray's presence by Frizione in advance.

Those who have killed their own relatives and friends are also here, but they still do not put it in their attitude because it is in front of Frizione.

"What power and strength does this, deep red ray possess? The best thing you know about it is that we confronted each other directly in the Spring War and fought the rank S adventurer, the immovable noise, in a fighting tournament held earlier."

The voice of Frizione flowing into the garden enters everyone's ears in a strange way.

This is also one of the effects of the magic items that Frizione wears, but for those of you who do not know it, many people are intoxicated by the fact that Frizione's words have been heard directly.

"Angela, as far as the supply troops are concerned?

"We've already received supplies from the troops gathered here, and we're ready. I was wondering if we could rendezvous soon."

Frizione smiles with a small smile at the words that immediately return, and once again speaks to those gathered in this place.

"Okay, let's go. This course of action is due to my self. But I would be happy if there were one person in my life who wouldn't die, and one who wouldn't be hurt. At the same time, I would never want you gathered here to die. Everyone, please survive, no matter how dressed you are or how careless you are. And with me, let's look at the Bestian Empire after the civil unrest is over."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Most of those who were on the spot roar.

Impressed by Frizione's words, I am determined to survive this civil unrest with myself.

It's been about a minute now, and eventually Frizione opens her mouth again.

"Okay, let's go. We're like us. Castle in grandeur... I'm leaving the capital."

Tell him so, Frizione accompanies Angela and the White Rose Knights and goes out of the garden.

"Is that... Your Highness Frizione? What a bunch... No, no! We're taking soldiers, knights and even nobles, not just the White Rose Knights!?

The first to find Frizione and the others were soldiers entrusted with the security of the castle.

"What the hell is going on?

"No way...... Rebellion!?

He was a soldier whose movement stopped for a moment in the words of his colleagues, but he immediately denies it when he sees the Frizione and the others on their way.

"No, it is not between the thrones that His Highness Frizione is on his way. Keep going... we're going out of the castle?

"Yeah? Outside the castle? Oh, so it's an exercise or something, isn't it? Look, I'm busy with the rebellion right now."

"... yes, is it? I'll report it upstairs. You're gonna have to keep your hands open and see how it goes."

"No, he said he'd put his hands on it... how do you expect me to put my hands on His Highness Frizione?

"Is that true, too? Well, anyway, see how it goes and see if there's anything crazy about it."

"Aye."

Soldiers divided by exchanging words like that.

The soldier left on this occasion has a strong expression when he looks at Frizione.

It is good to have the White Rose Knights right on the side of Frizione who leads the way.

There is also no unnatural appearance of the nobility of the 1st imperial sect.

I can remember the doubt that you are taking soldiers, but still I can be more convinced than being royal.

But...

"You're on the side of that Honorable Frizione..."

The soldier is looking at someone who was not in the shadow of the others when the earlier soldier left.

Wearing a robe like it is everywhere, that face with the hood down is neat, but one way or another it's a woman's face.

And above all, what caught the soldier's attention was the sickle whose robe figure was on his shoulder.

Even though the length of the pattern alone is the size that there will be two meters, the person holding it has an easy-going look on his face as if he doesn't feel the weight.

The soldier knew who he was.

Naturally. I couldn't help but take a break and go see the final of the fight.

Rank s adventurer of the absolute strong, a person who has crossed each other against the noise of immobility.

And. The man who became the biggest factor in the defeat of the Bestian Empire in the spring war and burned down the Second Crusader sent to crack down on the rebels that are happening now by himself.

The troops led by Ray, to be exact, were also in it, but this soldier was not so informed of the details.

But... Still, you can't miss Ray.

(Ma, it tastes bad. Isn't it absolutely delicious, this? What's with all the deep red in this place? No, Deep Red is cooperating with the rebels in the first place, and that Deep Red is with His Highness Frizione... Huh? Is that it? Huh?

Soldiers who weren't originally good at thinking difficult things were on the verge of short thinking when they saw things too unexpected.

If it stayed this way, I would have just abandoned thinking and watched Frizione line disappear from my sight.

But...

"Whoa, what's up, dude!

A soldier from a colleague who had earlier gone to report to his boss was returning at some point, restoring the soldier to sanity just before renouncing his thoughts.

"Oh, yeah. No... you know what? You're back already."

"Oh, it was just a little while ago at the platoon leader's place."

"Platoon leader, what?

"I can't judge for myself, so I told my superiors to talk through it. So, I came back this way for once... So, what are you in love with?

"... that"

Having seen the end of the soldier's gaze, his partner's soldier makes his expression strong by looking at Ray, who is bearing the death size on his shoulder.

"Then it's stupid... deep red..."

Still, I guess the only time I didn't shout was when some of the soldiers just worked for the castle.

I can't believe it, I just open my eyes.

"... what do we do?

A soldier who sees himself more surprised and, conversely, calms down asks, but the soldier who is surprised hesitates to reply for a moment.

In fact, I couldn't cut it off instantly because I understand that if we make a scene here and let Ray storm in earnest, the castle itself could also disappear.

"... I'll let the platoon leader know. Well, as far as this goes, I think there's someone else already working besides me."

Ray, who has a death size, stands out as a matter of course. Consequently, many of those who saw the line of Frizione in the vicinity also noticed Ray.

Most of them are moving here to inform those who are above them and their companions after stopping moving, naturally it has also been seen by the 1st Imperial Party, including Ray.

"Apparently, they're moving."

Wideret nods back at Ray, who tells him as he bears the death size on his shoulder.

"Mm-hmm. Exactly. I guess I'll have to panic over there to see Lord Ray. It was totally unexpected that Lord Ray would suddenly show up inside the castle."

That's what I'll tell you, Wydele, but be a 1st princess or a 2nd princess, I knew the information that Ray was in the castle if he was the one up there.

But the reason we didn't tell them all was so that the First Princess wouldn't know the information that we knew.

… Some people, like the Dune of the Second Prince, have been watched more closely by Schulus because in many ways their diverse counterparts have learned the information as well.

"Well, no matter how they move over there, I don't think they're going to raid us in the castle or in the imperial capital. Lord Ray's turn will still be after he leaves the capital."

Wideret looks toward Ray as he advances through the castle.

"Are you ready? I just wanted to ask..."

It doesn't look very combat-ready, even if you're putting out a death size and taking it on your shoulder.

No, I'm putting out a weapon, but I'm talking about it in terms of my heart.

"As for that area, all I can say is I'll show you when it's actually a fight. Besides, if we get out of the capital, Seto will notice."

He praised his shoulder small and told him so.