"Phew... we're back -"

"Oh, welcome back."

"Welcome back."

Three days after we got to Frost town.

Now we're in the inn that Mr. Broy introduced us to.

Nobody stays in the lobby but us, and the fireplace in the lobby is rented out.

"Ohh... Sabi Sabi..."

Mr. Berg passed in front of the couch where we would sit, and as he sat somewhere in front of the fireplace, he put his hands forward and began to warm his cold body.

Looking out the window, it doesn't seem to be snowblowing, but it's snowing quite a bit.

They're going to get colder and colder from now on.

It's just a little bit if you put it on me.

"Good luck. I'll bring you a drink now."

"Oh, I'm sorry, ma'am. Thanks."

The inn that was introduced was run by a couple of friends of Mr. Broy's, a so-called "so-called" private night.

They're both very kind people, and they're baking me some care.

"So, how was it?

"Mm-hmm... the procurement of supplies is done today. It's all loaded up in the carriage, and we can leave whenever we want. However, the other one is not at all... I went around about ten places today to combine inns and shops, but after all, no harvest."

Mr. Berg has left us at the inn for the past three days to walk around town alone.

I said we were going too, but one of them refused to move easier.

So, the reason, of course, is to procure the supplies you need for your trip and gather information on the two people you're looking for.

But the result was just as it is now.

"At least it doesn't look like you're in this town."

"Sounds like it. Well, for once there's still somewhere left..."

"It's the center of town."

"Oh. Which way do I have to go to the guild, and other than that, it's pretty much gone around. We're ready to go, and maybe it's time to go."

I can't avoid it...?

"Then we'll go, too. I want to get in touch with you."

"Right...... so the three of us go tomorrow. If things get any rough, let's just stay put."

"Oh, so you're saying goodbye already? I miss you..."

My aunt in the inn squeaks so sorry as she puts the cup on the table.

"Auntie......"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I kind of enjoyed having a daughter again..."

"It was like we were at home, and we had so much fun."

"I really wanted to take it slower...... it's hard to have such a good inn"

"It's true, right? I've always wanted to."

"Your room is beautiful, relaxing, they're both sweet... the rice is delicious and great"

"Ugh... thanks. Then we have to be extravagant for dinner today."

"Wow!"

"I look forward to it!

"Oh, that's not it. I'll be living in dried meat again for a while. I thought we were gonna eat up."

"Ugh...... Speaking of which, where are you going next?

"I'm still trying to decide, but I'm thinking about going west for now. The lack of any information in this town means it's likely that we went north on a different route... and now we only have cold shoes."

"Sure... Hyold's in danger right now, and there might be one."

"Oh. Well, if you're traveling by the magic of a spatial transfer system, or on a completely different route, you're out. But now I can only crush the possibilities."

A completely different route......

I don't know about Mr. Skirk, but Cheryl said he had company, so it's possible there was someone from the spatial transfer system in there.

The trail that we were chasing along the way suddenly disappeared, maybe because of it.

The rest can't be followed by being moved at great speeds or flying through the sky.

The characteristics of the area were remembered when I was on request with Asuna.

"We can't do anything for you, but hopefully we'll find you guys. Well, I'll take care of dinner..."

At that time, the door behind the reception opened vigorously and an uncle from the inn popped out from inside.

He looks kind of in a terrible rush, and I can tell from the front that the hem of his coat is rolled up.

"Hey, I'm coming out a little bit!

"Oh, what's wrong with you? You're in such a hurry... your coat's rolling, isn't it?

"I don't care...!

"Is something wrong?

"Oh, oh... actually... duh! You can't bother a customer! Take your time!

Annoying......?

"Hey... Rare soldier tangled?

"Mm..."

Mr. Berg's words stop my uncle from moving.

Apparently it's a hit.

"... if you're in trouble, give me a hand."

"No, but..."

"If an old man who's a resident of town gets his eyes on him, he's gonna be in trouble later, right? Besides, if it could be rough, it's our business. Thank you so much for everything you've done for me and... why don't you talk to me?

"Uncle... we can help you if we want, right?

"............ sorry. Actually, I just heard from you. I know a young couple who run a liquor store. I hear the daughter-in-law... was taken by Rae's soldiers"

"Huh!?

"Oh no...!

"Chip... you finally crossed the line...!

"I've been careful for a long time... my husband seems to have been hit hard by resistance. I'm telling you, there's nothing else in life... but we need to hurry anyway."

"... you know where it is?

"Oh. It's their inn."

"All right, show me around. You guys..."

"" I'm going!

"... Ok, so don't stare so hard"

I can't forgive you......!

Can't you tell the difference between a good thing and a bad thing!?

"Because of that, what about the other townspeople?

"I'm probably already on my way. If I suck, it might already have started..."

"That's not good... they're soldiers even if they rot, even though they have each other's magic. I work out differently than the general public. Besides, if you win... that's gonna be a hassle."

"Oh... now I'm just a rogue, but now I'm going to come and totally control this town..."

"If you don't understand. Let's go anyway. If we had a third party, they might be somewhat hesitant. It's a bad bet."

"I'm sorry...... thank you"

"Tia, Asna. Listen carefully."

"" Ha, ha. "

Nature and nervousness run on us all the time in the face of Mr. Berg.

"Promise me you'll never get your hands on me. Use magic for defense. If that happens, I'll do it... okay?

"" Wow, I see... "

My face......

"All right... put on the hood. Don't expose your face. Okay, let's go."

"Oh! Follow me!

So we left the inn behind.

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In front of the freeze glass, an inn in the heart of the town, there were many townspeople.

Most of them are already lying on red-dyed ground with cold snow.

"Ugh..."

"Chi, damn it..."

As Berg said, they are soldiers, even if they rot.

No matter how much the general public gathers, there is no way they can surpass them in battle.

But above all... they were too evil.

"At this time. Let me tell you one thing."

Previous dissatisfaction exploded in this one incident, and Frost residents pushed to freeze glass, where rare soldiers were present.

Then one man appears who took the soldiers before them, who raises his voice in front of the inn.

Frost's youth at the head grabbed at the soldier as the anger flew - at that moment.

The youth were sprinkling blood splashes and dancing through the universe, dyeing red the snow that coloured their town.

And the other residents who were gathered also......

"This isn't your town anymore"

His name is Villio.

He is the strongest man in the Rare Knights.