Legend

That day, in the imperial capital of the Bestian Empire, there were many who spoke out of consternation.

Some people don't understand what's going on, or have a convincing look after all.

"Well, you are. If the first crusader were His Royal Highness Schuls of the second prince and His Highness Cabazide of the first prince, would the next crusader be His Highness Frizione of the first princess, after all?"

"But aren't they too small? Last time, anyway, we got all those people together when it was the last crusade... so far as I can tell, there's definitely not a thousand of them, right? If you're bad, you're cracking 500."

"Um, a few elites or something? 'Cause, look at that. The man in the robe near His Royal Highness Frizione and the White Rose Knights who will lead the way"

"Man? He's a lot smaller, but can he be a man?...... yeah? Hey, wait a minute. I recognize the sickle that that man has."

"That goes for me too. You've seen how much I hate fighting competitions that have been going on before."

"Huh!? No, but why? I heard you disappeared from the Imperial City after softening the award ceremony."

"Oh? I heard you said I was working with the rebels, didn't I?

"No way. Then why are you so dignified in the imperial capital, and oh how are you with His Highness Frizione?

"... if you say so. Then I guess what I heard was cod."

"You don't know? There's a deep red, so that's how small this crusade is, huh? The great men of the castle are so angry that they soaked up the award ceremony, there's no such thing as a ceremony."

The face of the 1st Imperial Party, rumored to like it that way, does not appear on the table but has subtle thoughts.

Supply troops have already joined, Frizione is in a carriage, and the White Rose Knights are on horses again.

Nobles and knights who advance behind them are equally on horses, walking by such people as soldiers and adventurers. And only Ray.

Still, the way it proceeded neatly through the capital, even though no ceremony had taken place, it had made those watching it feel somewhere performance-stained.

"At this rate, we're going to be able to get out of the capital without any disturbance."

Ray whines as he watches Frizione on the carriage or the White Rose Knights on the horse.

Ray is no more on a horse than in the name of an escort.

Sometimes it's Ceto that Ray himself always rides, and he's unfamiliar with the horse, but more than that, the problem is that the horse Ray tried to ride was frightened and unable to move.

It was Ray who decided it was because of the smell of ceto, but he leans his neck unintentionally.

Although the horses on which the Wideres rode from the rebel position to the Imperial Capital were frightened by Seto, they could have acted properly at some distance.

But now I wonder why I can't ride a horse without Seto.

Horses in direct proximity with Ceto and indirectly with Ceto. I also wondered if there was this difference, but as for Ray, I didn't know a bit about the details of the area.

This army, led by Frizione, is as small and small as possible.

More than that, the number of horses that could be prepared was also determined, and Ray eventually chose to walk until he left the Empire City.

(Ma, if you leave Imperial Capital anyway, you can ride Seto, and don't have to worry too much about that area)

The faces of the White Rose Knights walking near themselves turn a complex gaze against such a ray.

Originally divided between those who favored Ray and those who did not, but now more favored him.

The knights headed to the rebel position to talk about the strength of Ray and the delicious food, and some of them went to see how Ray was staying in the castle, and those who had seen the acting training that was taking place manipulating the Death Size spread Ray's favorable story.

Also, the biggest reason was that the top members of the White Rose Knights, such as Widere and Angela, favored Ray, and even Frizione, the master, was adored as his brother-in-law.

... Still, some people hated Ray for a certain number of reasons because they didn't think Ray was being smart with Frizione, or because he wasn't getting his hands on it while Vihella was thinking about it.

"Lord Ray, have you noticed?

manipulating the horse he was riding, Wydere, who came beside Ray, asks.

"Oh. You're watching."

"Uhm. Again, this has been since I left the capital..."

"Probably."

Short conversation.

The knights of the White Rose Knights, who had heard it nearby, tilt their necks unexpectedly.

I thought it would be natural to be watching if we were so focused.

(Still sweet, huh)

Wideret unwittingly wants to cover her eyes at the looks of such a subordinate.

The fact that we are looking at ourselves at the status quo does not mean that we are looking at ourselves with a gaze as insightful as the inhabitants, but rather with some intent.

Specifically, those who have such things as killing and fighting.... Yes, the hands of the 1st and 2nd princes.

When I look at Chilari and the rest of his men, I notice sight of things like 70% to 80%.

(Many have noticed,)

Widere turns her gaze to a knight who still doesn't know what it means, and decides she needs to work out more.

As you continue through the city with such a gaze from around you, you will eventually pass where you must pass when you leave the Empire… that is, in front of the main gate, which boasts the largest of the gates that connect the Empire to the outside.

The number of people at the main entrance is slightly lower than usual.

Those who have already come to see the martial arts tournament have returned, and those who have decided that they have not yet played enough have left with the outbreak of civil unrest, even a paragraph for those who evacuate the Imperial Capital after hearing about the defeat of the Crusaders.

In the end, a slightly smaller number of people came and went to the front gate than usual.

It would be because of the merchant's sexuality that a civil unrest has broken out and the crusaders are losing, but still merchants come to the Imperial City.

Most of them sell goods purchased in Imperial Capital at rebel positions.

"Are we going through here? I think we're gonna have to wait quite a bit."

"No. His Highness Frizione passes, so naturally it's a gateway for nobility. Surely Lord Ray came through when he first came to the capital, too?

Speaking of which, when I came with you, I went through the gates for nobility.

"It must have been a few days ago..."

"It was unchanged time living in that cabin, so there's a sense of time. The noise in front of the main entrance seems like a long time ago."

"I envy that attitude as I meet His Highness Kabazid up close. I had a lot of anxiety. I wonder when Lord Ray's case will be known over there..."

That's all Ray understood what Widare was trying to say.

(Well, it looks like Kabazid ended up spotting me)

Time had passed since I met with Kabazid near the castle, and I was now certain that in Ray I would have been known to Kabazid then who I was.

More than that, I'm sure something will happen in this case as well.

(Problem would be, how big is something like that)

Moving on wondering how much noise it will make, you will eventually see the gates for nobility.

And guards who come all the way in quickly.

I notice that it's a group of over five hundred people coming at me, and my face is tense.

In front of such a guard, when Frizione shows his face from the leading carriage, the guard gives an expression of intent.

"Your Highness Frizione... What the hell can I do for you?

Still, I guess the only thing that didn't upset the word was the guards entrusted with this place.

"I'd like to go outside for a moment, would you mind?

"Outside......? Well, the people behind..."

"This is my escort."

"What?... escort, is it?

"Yes."

A guard with a look of love for a moment.

Indeed, if Frizione, the royal family, were to leave the Imperial capital, he would need an escort because Frizione has little combat power and can only have an easy degree of protection.

But still, this number, which is not ten or twenty, and not a hundred or two, was a little incomprehensible.

In the first place, it is normal for the royal family to be contacted in advance if they are to leave the Empire City.

But there was no such contact, and there are only too many soldiers, and even people like the supply units, to speak of as escorts.

Most importantly, even the guards knew who the person near the carriage was.

I wasn't there when I walked in through the aristocratic gates before the martial arts tournament, but I still heard from my colleagues, and most importantly, someone I had seen at the martial arts tournament.

(Deep red, what are you doing here... even though I heard you did leave Empire City)

To such a confused guard, Frizione tilts his neck.

It's like, what's going on? Is there anything wrong with that? But it looks like it.

……

The guards can't move against Frizione like that, and eventually Angela, who was riding a horse next to Frizione's carriage, opens her mouth.

"Cut it out. Are you going to keep His Highness Frizione waiting forever?

To Angela's voice, which included anger, the guard finally returns to me.

That's how I realize that I'm being turned against a sinister gaze not just from Angela, but from other faces.

This guard was certainly only competent with guards entrusted with the gates through which the nobles would pass.

But... Still, it doesn't stand out enough to do something in this situation.

What was even more unlucky was that there was only one of these guards here at the moment?

There are a few others, if they were meant to be, but there are also many places where the Crusaders have twice had devastating effects and have fewer soldiers.

Now there won't be that many nobles in and out, so only one of these guards was left at the gate for nobility.

"Well, wait a minute. Contact the castle..."

"Come on!

In terms of his duties as a guard, this guard's attitude is correct.

But Frizione and the others would be in trouble if the castle could be contacted.

Of course, the status quo would already be flying in the castle. Still, we didn't want to give our information to the castle as much as possible… to the 1st and 2nd princes.

"Do you mean to make His Royal Highness Frizione wait pointlessly here any longer?

"Angela."

Frizione speaks to Angela.

The word exhales a relief that the guard man was helped, but if they still say what the status quo is going to do, the answer is no.

"I understand you're trying to do your job. But even for me, you can't kill time for no reason like this. That's why I'm forcing you through here. You couldn't stop us.... Do you mind?

"That's..."

A guard trying to say something, but Frizione shakes his neck small and sideways before opening his mouth again.

"Okay? We said we would force our way through here. I'm not asking you to let me through."

In one word, the guards realize that whatever Frizione says is not going to stop already.

"... ok. I'm going to report this."

"You, I know what Frizione said!

That's how one of the White Rose Knights screams and reaches for the long sword on his hips.

But...

"Stop it!

On the verge of a long sword being pulled out of the sheath, a sharp voice echoes around.

The White Rose Knights knight stops moving when he realizes it was Angela who had earlier blamed the guards for making that voice.

Why, open your mouth with a sigh of sigh to the knight who sees himself.

"He didn't do anything wrong. This time there should be a failure to contact us thoroughly in advance. More than that, verbal exchanges anyway, pulling out a weapon is something you shouldn't do. He is also one of the inhabitants of the Bestian Empire that Frizione should protect."

"... Yes, I'm sorry"

To Angela's words, a knight who knows how embarrassing the act she tried to do was and dyes her cheeks red with shame.

If it's always the case, I don't want to go so far into direct behavior.

But not now.

Following Frizione's words, the excitement that we are going to end this civil unrest, the anxiety that the White Rose Knights themselves could give to the rebels even if they had such an purpose.

They became the best, leading to these short-circuited behaviors.

To such a knight, the guard shakes his neck sideways that he doesn't care.

"No, never mind. I'm going to report to the castle.... Oh, then there will be no one left in this place. Oh, my God. I hope someone doesn't go through this gate while I'm gone."

"Huh!?

I guess you figured out what the guards were talking about. The knight opens his eyes wide.

"... thanks"

The guard grins and nods to the knight who tells him so after a few seconds of silence.

"Now, if you'll excuse me"

Head down to Frizione and slowly towards the castle...... yes, the guard proceeding at a fairly slow footing.

Frizione says thank you behind it and Angela bows her head...... The 1st Royalist goes through the gate and out of the imperial capital.

... Note that the knights of the White Rose Knights, who tried to pull out their weapons with the guards, will marry after the end of the civil unrest.