At the same time as a thousand years old slashed Mikael's neck and the first day of the Imperial Strategy was separated.
"Oh, they did it. I thought it was a pretty good job to do it... I mean, Angel's body was a slave to useless followers and ugly women who were thrown and sold in the Imperial Capital who got it from the Lowen Church, and I wonder if this is the case given their low original talent... No, can we do it if we think of the valuable data we got?"
A room in the palace that was able to maintain its shape as a building without being damaged by shelling or air strikes thanks to the powerful magic barrier that was constantly deployed with the adjacent Cathedral of the Lowen Church - transformed from a luxurious and rugged room to a gloomy laboratory, where Lenya looked back and forth on the chair at the battle between the thousand years old and Mikaels through her own mirror table demon conductor, and muttered so in a way that she had beforehand the fact that Angel was completely destroyed.
"Future challenges include the speed of playback capability. It is clear this time that there is no point in not being able to regenerate instantaneously even if I have the ability to regenerate... and then there is a vessel that holds the flesh and core soul in place at the beginning of the tentative period in order to realize my ideals - there is also a vessel that will never be broken. From what I've heard from Ota's guy, it looks like 50 megatons of the most powerful bomb in modern weapons, so can we just look at the room and make a vessel that can withstand an explosion of 70-80 megatons? The body uses this cheat body, so there's no problem."
Seeing Mikael's items disappear suddenly from the pages of the Magic Book that were open, Pathan and Lenya, who closed the Magic Book, leaked a bump and solitude with an ideological face, assembling future policies in her head.
"That's right. Speaking of vegetarians... Did you say a thousand years old or something, this woman? Build something good based on this stupid, strong woman."
"Oh, mischievous again?
"Huh!?
"Hoo-hoo, you idiot."
Marie, who at some point sneaked behind Lenya as she watched as she licked her thousand-year-old figure around from top to bottom in the mirror table shaped demon conductor, stuck her index finger in Lenya's cheek as she bawled back, overflowing with couscous and horrible laughter.
"... so I would be telling you to stop this kind of nonsense"
Renya dropped her shoulder in dismay at Marie's hoax, which turned into a routine, and said so as she was tired.
"You can't do that to this girl, can you?
"Why?"
Lenya returns the inquiry to Marie's serious advice while giving up the earliest possible view of the fact that the protest has been put through in one word.
"It's my prey. Besides, this girl is going to be caught alive and made to look like dirty men in front of Kazuya."
……
"Kazuya's face is beaten to despair by the sight of her beloved being molested in front of her... oh... it freaks me out just to imagine"
"... you're still a bad taste"
Lenya was donning to Marie's appearance as she clutched her body tight and trembled with a glorious look as she couldn't contain her excitement.
"What. I don't want you to tell me that you were waving around your soul and making a disgusting“ doll ”that wasn't a man, demon, or beast."
"Huh!? Ugh, shut up!!
"Oh, I said it appropriately, was it a star?
"Guh...... that's it for nothing. We're leaving soon, but I guess we're ready."
Having eaten an unexpected counterattack and stuck in words, Lenya switches the story forcefully, as she took it and put it on.
"Yeah, sure. But are you really going to abandon the Empire? If you're gone, the empire will be over now, won't it? With the exception of the northern border, much of the land is ashed by Parabellum."
"Oh, I know. But I used this country as much as I could, and I don't have any use for it anymore.... What was he also attached to the Empire?
"There's no way you're attached. I just didn't think the long war between the Empire and the unmanned would end with the defeat of the Empire..."
"Hun. If the Parabellans hadn't come to this world, we would have won.... but, well, the sacred Bible and the words of God were rewritten at the convenience of the powerful of time to expand the survival zone, which would be a worthy end for all the children of the fool."
"Huh, so is that."
Lenya and Marie disappeared into the back of the palace laughing at the current emperor and the emperors of their past, who had an ambition unsuitable for their heights and had consequently created an empire to perish.
……
After the battle in the fairies, the number was diminished, and the Lost Skodron debilitators, who were no longer but platoon-sized, were wrapped in silence to the point of pain in that lonely room filled with demons and beasts who had lived a miserable life as a mix of blood with humans.
"Without a fight... do you want me to surrender to the enemy? Oh no... I'm not convinced of such an order!!
Hearing a surprise order from the captain and the mouth of the admirer, the wounded soldier of the beast, who was blubbering down and shaking his shoulder, raised his face badly, banging the wooden desk with a fist that shook up with emotions, breaking the silence.
"That's right!!
"We will also fight through to the end with the captain!!
"It's a beast man's name break such as surrendering here!!
"Please let me die for you, not for the Empire!!
……
The masked man was silent on the voices of protest that erupted one after the other, as he signaled it.
However, the man with the mask opens his mouth heavily in anticipation of a slightly diminished gap in the momentum of the soldiers making a scene while moving their beast ears, tails, etc., with an excited face.
"Just say it again. You surrender to the Parabellan army."
"Why!! We're still at war..."
"I don't hear your paranoia about losing one arm and still being able to fight. And look around you. You can't even move. There's wounded men everywhere."
A masked man who blocks the words of the first soldier to break the silence along the way, in a tone that he tells the toddler, but trumpetedly and mercilessly.
"Gu... so, but -"
"Plus, Lost Scodron only has less than a hundred at the earliest. How are you going to fight with this?"
A soldier who is poked at the drawing star and mouths for a moment tries to say something, but once again he is cut off with a bushel and he eats his teeth and ties them up with a shame.
The companions around me couldn't argue with the masked man's argument, and drooped their heads like shriveled flowers, but I looked up from time to time to tease them about the flickering and masked man.
"...... Still, I want to stay with you and the end of that garbage sweep that I had to die scared of and gradually decay!!
……
So don't leave me. And finally, seeing the soldier so leaky and whimpering with a trembling voice, the masked man unconsciously superimposed the figure and the soldier remaining in his vague memory, clutching his fist hard unwittingly.
……
"... ok"
That's what the masked man said as he turned his back to escape the gaze of his men, who would stare at him with a puppy-like look that was thrown away with all the alignment in the room where only a whimpering voice sounded.
"So, bye!!
"Let's tell the truth. You've already used it."
The masked man smashes to cruelty the expectations of his men, who pinned out his drooping ears and tail and dazzled his face.
……
The masked man continued his words pale as he felt his men freezing behind him.
"I tried to use it because I thought it was more usable than human slavery, but the result is this. Besides, if I order you to surrender to increase the hassle of your enemies combined with disposition, you will prioritize your sincere aspirations and disobey orders, then you will come to the battlefield in useless minutes and try to pull your legs. It would have helped if you had been a little nice and easy to be loyal to me, but not at all... stupid people. I'm not going to subordinate you."
"Well............ lying...... right? Captain."
"Why should I bother lying to you? There's nothing for unusable pawns. Get the hell out of here."
Without looking at his men until the end, the masked man said so in a cold voice with no emotions.
……
After a few moments, only the pulling footsteps echo.
And shortly after I heard the door of the room closing, a mournful cry from outside the room reached the masked man's ear.
"... ha..."
"Captain, you're clumsy."
"Huh!?
The man in the mask, who assumed he was alone and was about to take off his mask with a sigh, was suddenly surprised by the words hung, summoning the peacemaker - the M1873 revolving pistol - and looking back at the bah as he stood it up.
"Why are you still here, Montana?"
The masked man was the person who remained in the room - a half of a dark elf, and at Lost Scodron asked Montana as he turned to the gunpoint and swordswallowing gaze of the peacemaker.
"Because beside you is where I am."
In response to that inquiry, Montana laughed and said thoughtful words - as if to spit out the words of the proposal without any cowardice.
"... I'm not kidding. Get out of here."
The man in the mask, poisoned by Montana's response, stood up. When he told him that in the end while turning off the piecemaker, he waved his hand firmly and took his gaze off Montana.
"It's the captain who's kidding, isn't it?
"What? Huh!?
But there's no sign of her there when the masked man who frowned at Montana's response, which obviously included anger emotions, turned away from the earlier proposal stained response.
Once again, when the masked man captured Montana's appearance, it was after he was pushed down on a hard floor and held a mount position.
"I'll tell you first, no matter what they say, I'm not going to leave beside the captain."
"... take it personally."
The man masked in Montana's proclamation leaks disgusting words and turns himself over to escape custody.
"Next. I know you don't want us all to die in vain, but I think there's something a little more to say."
"... in vain death? What were you listening to? I'm using you to the best of my ability."
"I know that the captain didn't mean it like that."
"... you know what I am"
In response to Montana's words, which I don't doubt because I believe my opinions are absolute, the masked man threw up that way to make a fool of himself.
"To be honest, I don't know anything.... but I've always seen you. Ever since we met. That's what I found out."
With that said, Montana puts her face close to the masked man and peeks into the eyes of the man lurking under the mask from close range.
……
"Captain, what are you afraid of? Who the hell are you looking at through me?
……
"You don't have to answer me. But...... I got you saved!! For you who are nobody else!! Take this filthy body and soul!!
Montana screams her own length of mind as she pierces the eyes of a man whose bushes look bad and silent with her own sharp gaze.
"I can't leave you like that!! I will follow you no matter what!!
"- Don't be ridiculous!! It's my fight from here..." my ”war!! I won't let anyone get in the way!!
Shortly after the enthusiasm Montana told penetrated the room.
He switched positions in an instant, and now a masked man up there screamed as he lurked inside himself as he grabbed Montana's collar up.
"... oh, you did..."
It was Montana who took a breath for a moment in that too temperament, but as soon as he exhaled small, he grinned with a sad look and turned his arm around the back of the masked man.
"You've always fought alone."
"... ugh."
The masked man held by Montana makes his body jump as freaked out, but without any further resistance, he never escaped Montana's embrace.
"It's okay. From now on, I will be with you. Even if death tries to tell us. Forever."
"... it's the way to hell. Still following me?
After a long silence, Montana gives a radiant full grin, overflowing with no power from the mouth of the masked man, as she conceived.
"Yea!! If I'm staying with you, even if it's hell, it's heaven for me."
"... oh yeah. You did“ every time. "
After a short while, Montana was left eating and confused by the look of a masked man who missed Nani as if he suddenly remembered his old memories.
"If that's all you have to say, I get it. I'll take you there. But you must obey my orders. No matter what order it was."
"Of course. I can't disobey the captain's orders."
……
"Something?
"... nothing"
What two tongues are your tongues? The masked man, with his jitty eye on Montana with the expression he said, offers his hand to Montana when he stands up.
And when Montana firmly took the hand offered, and stood up, the man smiled invisibly under his mask.