Legend

The troops that were ambushing the Frizione army, all of which were defeated.... or extinguished in a literal sense.

Although the cavalry attacked from behind the Frizione army was damaged, it succeeded in withdrawing while the wounds were shallow.

Although the troops led by Bratta, who were ambushing them, suffered a lot of damage, they nevertheless succeeded in withdrawing before suffering fatal wounds.

Forest ambush units along the streets were wiped out by Seto, who ran endlessly through the woods.

Count Schvindell and his party, who were part of the ambush force but ran wild when they saw Ray, were literally burned up and turned into charcoal by the magic of Ray.

"... if you look only at the results, you can call it a big victory."

Mumbling Angela groans depressingly when she sees the soldiers handling the body on the battlefield trail and Frizione staring sadly at it from inside the carriage.

It is Frizione, who originally loved peace and hated strife.

Even if they were enemies, I guess death still brings only sorrow.

"But you knew it was going to be a fight because you wanted to join the Merclios, didn't you? I think you knew you were going to see this."

"That's right. Because it's an act of understanding everything. Still, seeing people die in this way is more than anything else for His Highness Frizione. Because he's kind."

To Angela's words, those of the surrounding White Rose Knights nod in agreement.

... except that there was something close to a kind of awe in the eyes of the knights of the White Rose Knights looking at Ray.

That's the same with the knights who should be called anti-Rays, not to mention the disgust that was directed at Rays not long ago...... but there is already no gaze that was unfavourable.

That would be natural, too. Because I saw the magic in its eyes: burning the enemy troops together.

We had to recognize that death was the only thing waiting for us if we bought the unhappiness, not our very existence.

Considering the attitude we've taken towards Ray so far, that's the only way we can express it when our spines get cold.

... Was it lucky or unhappy for Ray that Ray was the only one to have such thoughts and Seto with Ray is still loved?

(No, you'd be lucky. Seto is nostalgic, so he would be sad if things were to be hated by people)

Ray strokes Seto's body as he watches the soldiers cleaning up the battlefield next to Angela.

What returns to your hand is the smooth silky feel.

Ask Angela next door as she narrows her eyes to such a touch that makes her want to stroke forever.

"Will it take the form of a camp here today?

"Yeah, I guess so. There's no way you're gonna leave the body like this, because His Royal Highness Frizione says you want to preserve whatever you can."

"... given the handling of the body, can't you help it"

It's about two hours away in this army from the Imperial capital, and I'm guessing it's absolutely unacceptable as a royal family of the Bestian Empire to leave the body intact here.

(Well, it's autumn now, and it'll be winter in a little while. I guess you don't have to worry about the plague or anything considering that area...... that's not absolutely true either, and if you think it could be undead, you do need to keep it properly post-processed)

Soldiers collecting corpses, but I would say we were fortunate not to have as many corpses themselves.

Most of all, Kabazid, if you think you've failed to reduce Schulz's strength, you'll never be lucky.

"The number of corpses isn't that high, but there's a morale problem when it comes to processing corpses and then marching again. No matter how sharp they are, there will be more mental fatigue than being human."

Whether it's Angela whining depressingly, I've seen people die more than once, and I've come to give it with my own hands.

Still, death of a person is not something I'm used to.

I couldn't accept a person's death and said, 'I... I killed him!' Cause it's true that it doesn't wind up, but it's never comfortable.

"If it means getting rid of the body, you can have it somewhere and I can cook it."

"That would put a strain on one Ray, and either way it's impossible to go any further today, so it's a decision that means we're all better off doing that process, calming our minds."

"... well, if you're going to camp here either way, that's fine. I'm gonna go take a look around. I don't care how many troops I left earlier, I don't know if there's anyone else exploring this way yet."

I guess Angela also understood the thought to Ray, who tells him that he would be nervous if he were here.

Turn your sorry gaze and nod.

"Yeah, please. I will speak to His Highness Frizione from my side."

"I'm sorry.... Seto"

"Grrrrrrrr!"

Ceto, who answered Ray's call, crouched small, and Ray, who jumped on its back, rushed up to the sky at once with Ceto.

Those who were cleaning up the bodies on the ground, even though they fell in love with such a ceto for a moment, soon return to cleaning up the bodies again.

Seeing those soldiers, Angela heads to the carriage to tell Frizione about Ray.

"... you can't. Sounds like he's totally gonna camp near the street."

A short distance from the position, Sistoy reports to his companions and companions the sights he has just seen.

Moura gives the report a troublesome look and wonders what to do.

We found a target named Soble from the rebel position, helped him out, and came this far with just a minimal break.

We made sure the horses didn't crumble and came this far, but it was totally outrageous that the battle was taking place in our own direction when it came to arriving in the Empire a little after the corner.

"Working with other people, crossing over..."

The gaze of Chirali and Moura is directed at those other than ourselves who are here… merchants, travelers, adventurers, etc.

Mullahs are naturally not the only ones who are being stopped here than this is the street to the Imperial City.

The group here is killing time on the spot or exchanging information with those nearby.

If we act with such people, maybe we can get to the Imperial Capital in good shape. It was a moola to tell so darkly, but Soble, who was listening to two people nearby, dismisses it.

"No, you should stop that. Better to think my face is known than the 1st Royalist that remains over there.... Honestly, if the army I was ambushing had won, I wouldn't have needed to worry about that area at all. Or if we had arrived here a little earlier, we would have been able to rendezvous before we retreated"

"You can't help but say that. It was critical not to crush the horse to get here, so if we were in any more hurry, we'd end up crushing the horse, and it would have taken too long, wouldn't it?

Moura's words are true, and without saying anything more, Soble is silent...

"Huh!?

Sistoy, who was watching such a moola and sobble, inadvertently harshens his expression.

Naturally, my partner Moura first noticed the change in Sistoy, and a few seconds later Soble notices it.

"... what's wrong? Anything wrong?

"I don't know. I just feel like a terrible bad feeling ran through my body for a moment now. If you can, you should leave here now."

"That being said... where are you going? Going from here through the streets in the direction of the 1st Imperial is rejected in many ways, and then the means of remaining will return, or..."

Chirali and Moura's gaze was directed at the woods growing beside the streets.

You won't have to worry about monsters and bandits any more than you are along the street, but you definitely didn't do that.

Other than that, it is also home to ferocious wildlife, starting with bears and pigs.

Basically, such wildlife lives in the back of the woods and rarely comes out near the streets.

Still, I've never gone beyond caution than I can say absolutely.

"That's right. We're going into the woods right now. Hurry!"

To Sistoy's chopped voice, I guess Moura also decided it was genuinely dangerous to be here any longer. Hurry down only the minimum required luggage from the horse.

It was a soble watching like that, but there's no other way to follow it than to understand that the other person is a soul-quenching bell person.

If they leave me here against my bad, it's obvious that things will be worse than they are now.

"Hurry up, we're here!

Sistoy who utters words sharply.

Moorah and Soble looking at the street reflexively, but the only ones there are those waiting to be able to cross the street.

But... that moment of hesitation was the way to the worst.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr!"

Its roar, echoing around, was heard from above, not on earth.

Most of those on this occasion stop moving to their roar, and only a small number of them turn their gaze to the sky if they hear voices.

Only the three of them acted differently from those.

That is, the act of rushing out into the woods.

Because the three of us knew. about the person whose voice I have heard is the voice of what being, and who at the same time uses that being as an obedience.

"What is this... not bad luck or anything!

It was a screaming moola, but that's not a scream because you can afford it.

Because if I hadn't screamed, I couldn't stand the fear of an imminent existence from behind.

To such a moola, Sistoy screams.

"Moura!"

The act of shouting also means teaching our place to the beings that follow us from behind.

If it was the usual cistoy, it would naturally have been able to speak around it, and it would not have imitated the way they would have found it.

But this time, all I can say is that they were bad.

Because Ray and Seto, who can already be described as symbols of fear, are following us from behind.

If they catch up, they die. You can never be caught up with more than that.

He was the three people who ran away with that thought, but no matter how skilled he was as a human being, he was human. There was no way I could escape Seto, a griffon, and Ray on it.

Furthermore, they are even released to a flying slaughter as if to limit the direction of escape…

"Well, that's it for the chase."

If I noticed, there was a look of Ray across Seto in front of the three of them.

"I see. I wonder who got away with it, that's a pretty rare combination. Two of the bells of the soul are supposed to be captives."

"Grrrrrrrr?"

What are you gonna do? And Ray gets lost in Seto, who leans his neck and asks.

(As for Soble, if you capture him again, that's fine. But what are we going to do with the other two? I'm sure they have a lot of information because they're the guys behind the organization called Soul Bells. But I don't know what I'd do if I kept him alive, just the person in the organization behind it. That is……)

Turn the Death Size one spin in your hand with a kurli and put your own killing intent on the table.

"When you two are alive, it's gonna be a lot of trouble.... Let me tell you something, if you're going to get caught like this, let's guarantee your life. But if you can't hear that, I'm sorry, but your lives could disappear here.... What do we do?

To Ray's words, Sistoy and Moura gaze at each other.

Surely if you surrender here very manly, you will be guaranteed your life.

But destiny awaits in its place is never a pleasant substitute.

Even if I was wrong, I knew right away that it was not a peaceful old age life......

And there's a lot to say about the organization, but it's definitely the organization that hired us this far.

More than that, I can't imitate selling tissue here.

(Oh no, I can't believe I'm making an entrustment to the organization. But maybe not as bad as the end)

Once you make up your mind, it strangely clears your mind.

With that feeling in mind, Moura calls the name of her partner, who will probably be the last.

"Sistoy!"

"Okay."

Short word exchange.

But that short exchange is enough than we've been combining with each other for a long time.

Leaps backwards as if covering a forward Sistoy, facing Ray on Seto from the front.