Monster no Goshujin-sama

15 - Yona Iino Perspective

We left Fort Chile with the elite of the Imperial Knights and arrived at the colony about a week after our departure.

More than a week to recover the survivors who had taken refuge in the mountain hut, while being shocked by the unusual temporary dwellings.

Twenty more days and a little more on the way home while protecting the survivors.

"... Shh."

Combined, after a journey of less than forty days, it was Fort Chile that turned into an unpopular ruin that greeted Yuna Iino, me returning from a rescue mission to the depths of the Tree Sea.

I don't know why, I got confused.

Where the hell have the people of the other world who were supposed to have protected this place disappeared?

If you looked at the state of the destroyed fort, you would have cut the answer.

But I couldn't admit it. I almost poked my knee at the shock too much.

Regardless, you can't show that to your newly protected colleagues.

Supporting that thought, I stood on the spot painstakingly.

That's how I observed the fort, and I knew a few things.

For example, traces of destruction suggested a monster raid. In some cases, rotten, dry pieces of meat may have crept up.

What kind of monsters were attacking, leading up to some of the fortifications that were supposed to be robust, had even collapsed over a wide area.

I can't believe the existence that can do that is in this world besides having cheats for us expeditions. I could not help but remember the war.

… However, on the contrary, it also means that if there is one thing we can do in the expedition.

For example, being "Wei Waste Heaven," I am difficult because I lack the means of mass destruction for what I specialize in speed, but I would be able to do it with Shizukuji or Watanabe. That means they should have been able to counter the enemy that attacked the fort,

There is hope. Do not give up.

With a sense of impatience, I went north to leave the sea of trees.

There were more than twenty newly protected associates in the depths of the tree sea, and taking them to a safe place was a top priority.

In the nearest pioneering village, information could be obtained only marginally.

Fort Chile was hit by a massive raid of monsters, losing the bulk of its garrison power, and the fort was abandoned, he said.

The knights who were accompanying him held their mouths together and denied that it was impossible.

Such a massive raid of monsters can't possibly happen. He said it was a mistake.

But the facts are facts. Where I denied how much, the past never covers it.

Fortunately during his misfortune, he said not all the people in the fort were murdered unharmed.

After abandoning the fort, which has become indefensible, and coming to the nearest pioneering village, and exterminating the monsters in the neighborhood, there are survivors left with information.

Among other things, we were able to obtain information that there were other metastases.

At any rate, we have to rendezvous with the survival of the fort raid.

And check with me the safety of the fellows who have been flown to this place, and figure out what's going on.

The survival of the fort raid apparently aimed at a city called Serratta.

It was a city I used to pass by when I came from Fort Ebenus to Fort Chile, too.

Out of the sea of trees, he decided that if he came this far, he would be all right now, and I deposited with the knights my fellow protectors.

Grab the demon stone of the translation of the borrowed, single, head to Serratta.

My feet are faster than taking over a trained horse, even if I held down speed to run long distances.

After leaving the sea of trees and treading the journey to Serratta in two days, I applied to see Count Lawrence, the lord who ruled Serratta.

Fortunately, a man, vice-president of the Imperial Knights, who carried out rescue operations together in the Tree Sea, was implicated by Count Lawrence.

Whether the writ which he had admitted had worked, I was soon to be passed through to my lord.

The interior of Fort Serratta is gorgeous compared to the fortresses on the front lines, such as Ebenus and Chile. It was the two men who welcomed me into the lavish room.

One is a man dressed in military uniform.

The muscular body is free of luxury and other shards, and it can be argued that it has disciplined itself strictly. Short blonde hair was cut all around and looked slightly nervous but serious.

The other was a good man with a habitual brown hair.

He's skinnier than a man in military uniform, but this one's tighter. He was dressed in heavy armor, but his face was quite sweet, more like a bard grace than a knight.

I was surprised.

According to the story of the Knights Deputy Director from the Southern nobility, who made me have a writ, Liam-Lawrence, the head of the Count Lawrence family, is a man of the right width whose abundance drifts from him.

In short, I guess he's a fat man with plenty.

But neither man in front of me fits those conditions.

"Are you guys...?

"I'll see you first, Lord Yona. My name is Louis Byrd."

A soldier bowed his head.

"He is the one who is deposited part of the Border Territory Army under Master Grantley-McLaurin, who can be revealed at the MacLaurin Border Berth. And this one..."

"I'm Travis-Mortimer, leading the Fourth Corps of the Cathedral Knights. Please know, Yuna."

Take the words of the military man, and the honorable man gives him a compliment.

A graceful and distracting trick seemed like a Hollywood actor.

It will be popular with women. But it wasn't there that bothered me.

"Mr. Lewis and Mr. Travis, are you?... How come the men of the great aristocracy of the southern Empire and the captains of the troops of the Knights of the Cathedral are all here?

As for the Macrolin border uncle, I had previously heard briefly from the deputy chief of the Imperial Knights in the matter.

The great nobleman of the south, the Macrolin border uncle.

While he is a great nobleman, he is also a samurai who sometimes leads the border army to crusade monsters.

But how could such a human subordinate be in Fort Serratta on Count Lawrence's territory?

Taking my doubtful gaze from the front, Mr. Lewis returned the answer, not picking up his stern face.

"My lord, the Grantley-McCrowlin border uncle, as one of the lords who keeps the peace of the south, has great concerns about the disaster that has struck Fort Chile this time. That also involves the safety of the brave. He decided to raise his hips himself, even if some parts were beyond the control of the Count. Count Lawrence is pleased to receive your offer, Mr. McLaurin."

Mr. Lewis pointed his gaze at the next knight there.

"This Lady Mortimer was originally from the Empire to the far south to welcome the brave men who were at Fort Chile. Along the way, we have just arrived in the Borderline Uncle Territory, where we have received reports of the fall of Fort Chile, and since then, you have helped my Lord."

My gaze returns to me.

"And I, in the name of the Lord, am left with a certain task, as soon as I remain here in Serratta"

"Mandate...?

Mr. Lewis nodded at me with his neck tilted.

"Yes, I am hereby entrusted with the protection of the soldiers who have fallen from Fort Chile"

"Huh! That means our people too!?

Hearing the words Mr. Lewis uttered, I could not contain my excitement.

More than ten days have passed since I learned of the tragedy of Fort Chile. All this time I was in a twitchy mood.

Finally, we can get some information on our friends who were unsure about their cheapness!

"Hey, do you know anything about the incident where Fort Chile was attacked?!? Tell me, Mr. Lewis. What happened in that fort? Where have our people gone!

"Please calm down, Lord Yona"

Mr. Lewis held me back with both hands.

"I will tell you what I know. Please, I'd like some time."

Of course, it was a story I didn't even wish for.

I listened to him, let down my feelings of deviation.

"No way, no..."

I lost my word to the story that was heard.

According to Mr. Lewis, Fort Chile was destroyed by an evil plot by some of us transferees.

"Unbelievable..."

"Unfortunately, this is true"

In a bitter voice, Lewis told.

"Fort Chilia was raided by the guidance of a man capable of manipulating monsters. This is more than one testimony, and there is no doubt from the circumstances."

I, too, ascertain with this eye the condition of the abandoned Fort Chile.

Though not very well researched, there were numerous traces of destruction left in Fort Chile that could only be considered to have been caused by a huge herd of monsters.

Monster raids on such a scale have little to look back on history, with exceptions like those by a large group of Trip Drills. That is why the Imperial Knights who accompanied me also doubted their own eyes.

They say that tomorrow's massive raids were the last to be seen during the Great Expedition of the Brave, hundreds of years ago at best.

In fact, if not, we wouldn't be building such a great fortress until we put a lot of effort into it. If they repeat a massive raid by monsters, no robust fortress can withstand them. They dropped it as soon as they built it, because it doesn't fit.

A rare event happened by chance when we, the transferees, visited the fort?

That can't be right.

I cannot help but be convinced that it was an event caused by the human being who was there. If we are cheat capable, that is by no means impossible.

But it's...

"- Unforgivable."

My back teeth snapped as I groaned.

That's all I knew about this anger control technique.

Mr. Lewis, a subordinate of the Macrolin Borderline Uncle, also told me how many humans died in the fort.

I've traveled the Tree Sea with you, both Shigami and Watanabe, killed.

Most of the other students I had to protect died.

Most of the people in the fort who were kind to me also died.

The damage is too great to be taken back.

Thoughtlessly, my chest aches when I think of people who must have died in fear.

I feel uncomfortable with the killer's hair and uncontrollable anger.

"Never, I won't let you get away with it...... Huh!

I'll catch you and let you know what I did.

That was at least a condolence to the victim.

"Yes. It's an unforgivable outrage"

Mr. Lewis, having heard my words, nodded deeply.

"I also think it's an evil thing not to be missed"

"Mr. Lewis......"

"Unacceptable. No, you must not forgive me. Many human beings have died because of something too evil, such as their ability to manipulate monsters. Don't let such evil go wild."

A force was exerted on the fingers I put together on my knees.

It was an overwhelming gesture of outrage to hear the sound of bones and meat.

"Evil must be destroyed. Justice must be done. Even if this body is to be exposed to a mutilated corpse, there is evil that must not be left unattended. I do not intend to forgive anyone who manipulates or participates in monsters or anything else, even if they have been removed from their duties."

I couldn't help but breathe in the heavy pressure I felt from a man who was supposed to be physically inferior to me.

Every word contained horrible, heavy emotions.

But that emotion is empathetic to me.

Though I had barometric pressure, I didn't feel uncomfortable.

"In order to destroy the evils of this world, please ask Lord Yuna to help us"

"Pleasure."

I nodded mightily.

Then I had Mr. Lewis tell me all that he knew.

Nevertheless, there is not much we know.

Apparently, the information is mixed. Instead, I guess irresponsible gossip flies because few people know the details.

As a result, any information is no longer credible.

"Sometimes, it's the end of the day when the Cross Lord, who belongs to the same expedition as Lord Yuna, even tells us that he's one of the killers who raided Fort Chile."

"No!"

"Regardless, I do not believe. This is nothing but gossip."

Having said that, I let my heart down, but it seemed certain that the confusion of information was serious.

That an important stronghold called Fort Chile has been dropped.

So, that more than one transferee is dead.

In the first place, that some of the transferees were a group of perpetrators of the Fort Chile raid.

All too sensational, too much impact on people's minds. In addition to this, you cannot see the rumors scattered.

"Our society, which must continue to fight with its sword against its monster opponents, is perhaps conceiving a precarious part. All the more so if that concerns the brave man, who is the support of our hearts. A little thing could break my heart before the sword. You can't just let the public know about it in a circumspect way. For these reasons, my Lord has offered me the protection of the soldiers who have fallen from Fort Chile and the management of information."

The Macrolin border uncle himself has already left Serratta.

The only person in the Knights of the Alliance who thinks he knows the details is leaving Serratta with him.

Lewis, who brought in a large number of Borderline Bo leaders, said he came to Serratta as he took the horseback riding squad and chased forward Borderline Bo.

For this reason, when we arrived at Serratta, it was that the Macrolin Border Uncle had already left only orders and had not even met the Allied Knights face to face.

"Okay. So, if we catch up with the Macrolin Border Uncle, we can hear more about it, right?... Ah, but. I wonder if I could meet him if I went after him."

The opponent is noble. When I came here, I had a letter from the Deputy Chief of the Knights of the Second Reich, Count Lawrence's involvement, but I didn't necessarily push him away without Conne either and get him to meet me.

"You'll be fine. If my Lord knows of the coming of the brave, he will surely see you."

To the words of Mr. Lewis, I leaned my neck.

"What kind of a McLaurin Borderline Uncle are you?

"... right"

In response to my question, Mr. Lewis answered after taking a moment to think.

"I'm a strong sense of justice. You are offering a lot to fight the evil of being a monster. There are many political enemies because of their assertiveness, and they can be exposed to slander and incomprehension without roots or leaves, but they can still not bend their beliefs."

There was a glimpse of respect in the words spoken by Lewis, who looked so strict.

"Besides, he's also a merciful one. As a matter of fact, I myself came out of a village devastated by monsters."

"... eh. Um, really?"

To a sudden confession, I don't know what to say.

Mr. Lewis smiled only slightly at me, gaveling vaguely.

"Yes. If Master McLaurin had been a little late to lead the army, I would not be in this world right now. Not only that, but at the time I wasn't meant to go as an orphan, Master McLaurin was asked to give me a job involving chores in the army."

So it's the benefactor. Well, then I can see from every part of Mr. Lewis' words that there is respect.

He continued in a tone with a fever.

"During the massive murders in the territory that were there about a decade ago, after various means, we did not starve the inhabitants until we threw in private property at the end. At the time, I was still of lower rank, but I worked for Master McLaurin as one of the leaders."

Well, I was sighing by accident.

Even minus the fact that it's a human statement working downstairs, Macrolin Borderline Uncle seems to be a much better person.

"Because you are such a man, if a brave man who supposedly tries evil asks to see you, he should be happy to talk to you. Just..."

And Mr. Lewis frowned.

"The Lord left here ten days ago. It will take some time to catch up. Besides, when I came here, Master McLaurin had already left Serratta. Perhaps they went to the Imperial Capital, but I don't see which route they used."

I groaned.

As long as I left ten days ago, my feet would catch up with me in two or three days.

But if I don't know which route I used, I need to smudge it. Not that I can, but that takes a little while.

"What do you do? If necessary, I will admit the book to Mr. McLaurin."

"... no. Good."

I waved and declined Mr. Lewis' offer.

"I will do what I can only do"

Suppressing a suspect's physical condition becomes more difficult the more time passes. You can't waste your time here.

"Really...? Roger that. Now, please show your face again when you stop by Serratta. If you find out, I'll tell you."

"Thank you"

While I felt strength in the presence of like-minded collaborators, I left Serratta behind.

I got the information I needed, and I was able to connect my face with my collaborators.

I would say it was a meaningful meeting.

Just one thing.

At the end of the talks, there was something in my chest that caught on, like a little prick.

I'm talking about Mr. Travis, head of the Cathedral Knights' unit.

While I was talking to Mr. Lewis, there was always a grin in his mouth listening to our interactions in silence.

A grin directed at me and Mr. Lewis. Looks good on a good guy, a distracted look. But it just doesn't seem that much...

... Let's not. I can't help but care.

Even if Mr. Travis was making fun of me and Mr. Lewis for their blue-smelling sense of justice on the inside, that doesn't change anything.

It doesn't change what I do.

Frustrate evil and help weakness. That's all.

After leaving Serratta I ran to Fort Ebenus.

Whatever you put down, it was because you had to first pass on the necessary information to the leader of the expedition, Kojiro Nakatsumi.

Mr. Lewis was entrusted by the Macrolin Border Uncle to protect the fallen soldiers from Fort Chile and to prevent the proliferation of irresponsible information.

Fearing information leakage, Ms. Lewis had not used the means of distance communication provided for Fort Serratta to communicate information to Fort Ebenus. But in this regard, if I speak directly to the leader, the danger thereof diminishes limitless.

Then, apart from the leader who said he was headed to the Imperial Capital, he turned around. Via Serratta, now southbound.

As it stands, one thing seems certain is that Fort Chile was attacked by a manipulative monster with cheats.

And there was information about the ability to manipulate the key monsters, but about this, the two of them were confirmed.

One is Kudo Lu. Honestly, I don't really remember my face, but it's on my mind that there was a junior classmate with that name.

The other is Takahiro Mashima. He's a sophomore boy, just like me.

There are no clues as to Kudo's whereabouts. It seems to be lurking in the tree sea, but a little bit, it could also be lurking in human society.

In contrast, at least, we know that for Takahiro Mashima, he was in an accomodation town near Serratta.

Daring and invincible, he was acting with the survivors of Fort Chile.

Takahiro Mashima then disappeared, but according to Mr. Lewis, the destination is likely to be Akel, one of the five northern regions.

Escaping from an empire that boasts a powerful military power and waiting for a relatively small country with low policing capacity to almost cool off - is a fairly understandable guideline of action.

They've already got their hands around the safe route from Serratta to the west through Count Long territory. You decided to leave it to Mr. Lewis, and I decided to take one end, south of Serratta, and then examine the route to use the old mountain path over the Kittles Mountains.

It seems like a long forgotten route that is usually unusable, but if we transferees show cheat ability, there is no such thing as a place where we can't push through.

Of course, there was a lot of potential for this one to come off, but there's a division of roles. At least, even if I try to find out this route now, the only person I can catch up with is me nicknamed 'Weiwaten'. Even in view of the dangers of the route, this is a task I cannot do other than me.

So I was fortunate to get testimony that I saw Takahiro Mashima in a settlement I stopped by on the way to track him down.

All we have to do is catch up.

I realized that the temperatures of the smoking emotions in my chest increased.

Takahiro Mashima.

I had exchanged words with him.

His impression of himself is not very strong. It seems serious, enough to say he's an honest boy.

However, I was often impressed with him and the girl next door, Miho Mizushima and the two of them.

Miho Mizushima was also known in the pre-metastatic world. But it was only after we reached Fort Ebenus that we became strongly aware of its existence.

Alone, Jun Takaya, the boy who brought us information about the colony collapse through the sea of trees to us.

As one of his older childhood tames.

After a long forcible army, his body and mind as a tough Warrior melted, and Takaya nonetheless appealed to us to help him with his important childhood tampering, when he reached Fort Ebenus.

I shook his hand like that and told him to leave it to me.

So when I saw Miho Mizushima with Takahiro Mashima at Fort Chilia, I was both relieved and angry.

What about Takaya's hard work?

... Of course, I know I'm an irresponsible third party to their triangle. I know that Takaya is only Miho Mizushima's childhood friend.

In the meantime, I had great sympathy for Takaya in my heart, and I told them of Takaya's survival.

Because that's what I promised Takaya.

Nevertheless, it makes me lie when it comes to whether there was a slightly mean feeling there.

But that doesn't make any sense. 'Cause I knew right away.

Because the two in front of me looked so good on you.

I guess they've overcome the great difficulties with their hands.

It's normal for us to have each other, such air.

There's no way I can break anything like this.

As one girl, I thought the way you two were nice.

... I cannot forgive myself for what I am.

Because that was all a lie.

It wasn't Miho Mizushima who was next to Takahiro Mashima. It was just an ugly monster, imitating its appearance.

Mimic Slime. It's a peculiar monster that can imitate everything in its abilities by eating a subject.

The fact that such a monster was taking the figure of Miho Mizushima means that Takahiro Mashima killed Miho Mizushima and took that corpse...

... I have to make sure.

Whether the outrage heard is true or not. If Takahiro Mashima is a murderer, I'll catch him even after a beating. For that reason, "Weiwaten," because this power is there.

With that one heart in my heart, I ran down the mountain path.

And I finally captured the figure.

"Finally, I caught up"

The location is a narrow mountain path.

Running 'sideways' through a cliff cut almost perpendicularly with bragging leg power, I blocked their way down the mountain path.

"... Yona Iino"

It was Takahiro Mashima who opened his eyes.

The only thing that came forward to shelter him like that was Miho Mizushima - a monster who imitated his appearance. But of course, if the information I have obtained is correct.

What you see as the girl in the mask at that time is probably a doll-shaped monster if you look at exposed hands and feet, as well as the beautiful Arakune with the lower body of the spider and the appearance of a balloon fox child swollen on its head. From Takahiro Mashima's left hand back, even a spreading monster brings a sickle like a snake.

There are also transferees and girls who do not know me, and elf girls who think they are different worlds, but they do not care at this time. I don't mind ignoring it.

What matters is that the information that Takahiro Mashima is capable of manipulating monsters was true.

Nevertheless, that doesn't mean his evil in equals.

"For one thing, I'll ask."

So this is my last confirmation.

"Mashima. Did you feed your own manipulative monster about Mr. Mizushima?

Takahiro Mashima's face is tense.

At that moment it was established that he was my enemy.