Legend

"Did you manage to make a paragraph,"

"Right. I was so anxious when I got back here, but still, as far as I can tell, I'm finally settling down."

Next to Ray looking over the position, Vihera nods with a delightful grin.

Next to those two, Seto is delightfully eating a liotto prepared with plenty.

This fruit, strong in sweetness and moisture, was now totally one of Seto's favourites.

Two days after the Frizione army and the rebels joined together and renamed the Merclio army.

The wounds of the other day's battle were rapidly healing, as Ray and Vihella put it, in the position of the Merclio army, which already had more than 10,000 combat personnel alone.

That is not just to say that the injured have recovered.

Fences and tents destroyed by crusader attacks have been repaired, and blacksmiths have repaired weapons such as long swords and spears with missing ends.

Even for those who came with Frizione, they were being trained with those who were acting as rebels, and were getting in shape as Merclio troops.

Especially those who came with Frizione, all of whom are elites in the elite, are in no way inferior in the sense of proficiency compared to those who originally followed Merclio.

On the contrary, for the White Rose Knights, which are also the Knights direct from Frizione, there are fewer of the Merclio armies who can win outside of the guerrillas and warcraft soldiers.

... When it comes to the most different places compared to previous rebels, there will still be Warcraft soldiers.

Just as there are White Rose Knights in the direct line of Frizione, there are Warcraft soldiers in the direct line of Theorem.

Originally, Theorem's men were at the core when they were rebels, but as if they were absorbed by the rebels as a whole, they each fell into a position of commanding rebel soldiers, volunteers, adventurers and mercenaries.

In other words, I can say that the rebels themselves were commanded by Theorem's men.

Most importantly, each of the nobles possessed an independent command of the rebels, so that's not necessarily all.

And just as Frizione and Theorem have their direct troops, Ray also has their direct guerrillas.

The guerrillas, who were also very effective in earlier battles, naturally had a broad name among the Merclio army.

"... well, I do think my arms are up"

Point your gaze out of the position.

As usual, Ray's magic tent was installed at the edge of the position, which is why he was able to ascertain the appearance of the guerrillas who were training outside the position, just by circling his gaze.

At the end of their gaze, guerrilla squad members are fighting each other hard.

For the most part, it's only a mock fight when it comes to fighting.

We are using weapons for simulated warfare properly to avoid fatal injuries, and we are waiting for wizards who can use healing magic.

The treatment of exclusively attaching a handful of wizards would be a consideration for an elite unit called the guerrillas.

It was also a form of mood for Ray at the same time.

Some do not want to undermine their mood only to Ray, who alone has the same power as one army, and some have the soul guts that memories from Vihera and Frizione have made it convenient to the conspicuous Ray and any one of them...

Even with Ray, I could understand the other person's thoughts thinly.

Still, we accept that it is not to our detriment, but to our benefit.

Even if I received the generosity, I said in advance that I didn't intend to do anything in particular.

"I guess everyone thinks the time for the showdown is near. You heard the information, right?

"Oh. You were talking about two Kabazids and Schuls leaving from the Imperial Capital with considerable combat power."

That's the information I just received this morning.

Many of those already in charge of reconnaissance of the Merclio Army can be captured… or killed, in what can also be called a reconnaissance hunt for the Crusaders.

Few of them were able to conduct reconnaissance, and this was the information from those few.

(I wish I could be a scout, but basically I'm not good at scouting.)

One of Ray's drawbacks would be that the way to fight is obviously just flashy, like flaming magic, sickles, etc.

Something like covert behavior is not very suitable.

… It makes no sense if anyone can feel magic in their enemies, no matter how good they are at covert actions.

"So, rebels...... no, as a Merclio army, when do you decide the showdown will be?

"I wonder if it's within ten days, or as early as a few days.... I figured a lot of the scouts were gone to explore the other movement. All that's left now is someone who can't say he's very smart."

"What about Warcraft? Nothing. Warcraft soldiers don't specialize in combat, do they?

"I can't. Sure, some are good for reconnaissance, but basically many are good for direct combat.... Theorem says that the first-line Warcraft soldiers were killed by someone else?

It was naturally also understandable to Ray that it would be about the spring war that Vihella's gaze, which could be directed at meaning, meant.

But it is Ray's idea that it is war and that it would be natural to kill the opponent more than it is hostile.

Warcraft soldiers are also to be called monsters and human chimeras in the first place, and besides, monsters are not necessarily elements of one kind.

Many of the Warcraft soldiers I've seen more than once were packed with elements of monsters such as two or three.

Beyond that, even if he was powerless without killing as a humanitarian response to the detours, the feeling could have been paid for at a later date with the lives of his fellow citizens.

Life still needed to be lost on the spot to prevent it.

"I don't suppose you could afford to capture a hostile opponent alive, even for one of them."

Vihera smiles small at Ray, who shrugs her shoulders.

I'm not really blaming you for the Warcraft soldier thing.

It's just that I put that out as a reason to sweeten Ray, who wasn't with me these days.

"Well, Warcraft soldiers basically turned the sinner into a vegetarian body, and they've gotten really aggressive. If you think about it, it's not just Ray's fault that there aren't many Warcraft soldiers for reconnaissance."

"I'd appreciate it if you'd say that.... So what am I supposed to say about being slow like this, but doesn't Vihella have to work?

"You've been training since this afternoon, right?

"Well, now I'm free," he said.

"Right. I was free..."

Vihera squeaks away from her gaze and sees the shadows approaching her.

At the end of that gaze was Angela, who was also the leader of the White Rose Knights.

"Dear Vihella, were you here? His Royal Highness Frizione is here to see Lady Vihella."

"I don't like it. Another sermon, anyway, right?

"... well, that's an undeniable fact"

Angela nods as she looks at the outfit that Vihella is wearing… the clothes that look clear over there, like whores and dancers are wearing.

At the beginning of the rendezvous, Frizione was pleased with the safety of Vihera and Merclio, but over time he looked at the clothes Vihera was wearing and had an indescribable look on his face.

I wanted to say that if I tried it on Frizione, it would not be very but not the kind of clothes the royal family would wear.

But Vihera recognizes herself as having already run away from the Bestian Empire.

Due to the difference in consciousness around it, there was not so much fighting last night... but there was a contention.

Although I had no idea of Ray, who slept well under the influence of the long use of the King's armor.

"If Frizione's calling, why don't you go? I don't have anything to do today... so much as watch the guerrillas train, if you insist."

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

Then play with yourself! and to a throaty ceto, Ray smiles small before reaching out.

Seto, who was replacing Ray's couch, shakes his tail with joy and his throat snarls.

"I think you can put a little bit of it on me...... well, how's the mock fight going for a long time? You haven't fought here in a while, have you?

"No, why does that suddenly happen? We're gonna have a big fight against the Crusaders in a little while anyway, aren't we? Then why don't we focus our consciousness that way?

"Hiya, you dump me!?

Tell him so, Vihera weeping and moaning sadly out of her eyes.

But Ray opens his mouth without looking like he cared at all.

"You know, no matter how many, you think you're gonna hook up to that kind of lie crying? You're not supposed to cry to this extent, are you?

"Oh, I'm a woman, too, so it would naturally make you sad if someone you like refused me, wouldn't it?

While returning the words, Ray still flattened as he deserved... instead, he sighs at Vihera, who even tells her with a small grin.

You must have definitely been weeping, but there are no traces of tears left on that face at all.

"Dear Vihella, please come with me"

Angela tells me with a slightly grumpy look as she watched such a twisted act between her lovers.

Try Angela, Ray didn't even belong to a clear man or woman, but he still had a favor... no, he's the one holding him.

It can't be funny to see how that Ray, even his own master's sister, is intimate.

"You can't help it, I get it. Shall I come forward?"

"No, I'm not getting caught."

"Really? As for being preached, I don't think it's going to change much.... Well, shall I do my sister's filial service once in a while? I think I've been worried sick."

As for Vihera, who heard from Angela about her sister when she ran away, she couldn't ignore it, even though she knew she was going to be preached.

"Bye, Ray. I'm going to argue with my sister."

"... are you arguing instead of being preached? Well, come on. I'm going to take a slow bone break today, so come when you're done and free again."

Vihera has a slightly surprised look at Ray's words like that.

"Oh, okay? So you're really coming?

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

It won't mean instead of Ray, but Seto responds with a throat rattling.

I didn't know what Seto was saying to Vihera, but I could still feel the happy atmosphere.

I mean, I smile small, knowing that I was never unpleasant about coming.

"Thanks. I'll see you later. I'll get you something to eat, just wait."

"Grrrrrrrr!"

Ray also opens his mouth as he strokes Seto, who rings his throat even happier than earlier.

"I hear Seto's bringing some food for a souvenir, but I don't have any souvenirs?

"Oh? Is there anything more souvenir than me?

"Uh, yeah. Well, I'll be waiting for that souvenir."

"Dear Vihra, I'm coming."

Watch Vihera pulled by Angela with a slightly grumpy vibe, and hold her fist after she can no longer see it.

"Have you recovered much of your magic?... The King's armor is a user-friendly skill with all its offense, but it's a pain in the ass to consume magic."

"Grrrrrrrr?"

Are you okay? I'm gonna tilt my neck and ask Seto, and he's gonna stroke my head that it's okay.

"Sure, it's troublesome to recover from just a lot of magic, but still, I think we can recover by the middle of tomorrow, so don't worry"

"Gru."

I guess I didn't completely trust that one word, but still Seto goes out of Ray's mouth. Throat at the word that it's okay, with the meaning of relief.

Give Seto, who is guiding him through himself, a skewer grill removed from the mistering.

What spreads around is the smell of sauce burning appetite.

To that smell, which irritates the hunger just by smelling it, Seto joyfully rings his throat and rubs his face against Ray.

Can I eat? Can I eat? and Ray nods and offers a skewer to Ceto, who shows with his attitude with a gaze he doesn't think he was eating a liot until a while ago.

"Oh, Seto did a lot of good work this time. At least I'm grateful. There are plenty of skewers, so eat as much as you like. Perhaps the next battle will be a big one. That's what we need to do to end this civil unrest. I need you to do your best."

"Grrrrrrrr!"

Under the gentle autumn sun, one and one were to feed their English in preparation for the battle to come.