Next Life

Raymond's summoner (Servant), commonly known as "Cho-kun," flew under his master before reaching the king's capital in about five minutes, and went straight for the royal palace.

When he saw the royal palace that made him feel white and traditional and majestic, he sensed an anomaly, Raymond's boss Lucas was waiting outside.

He jumped into the bosom of an elderly wizard to fulfill his husband's order to "go under Master Lucas as as soon as possible".

"Oh, all right, all right.... Whatever"

Cho Kun has no language skills, but has the ability to fly his thoughts against him, and told Lucas what Raymond told him.

Seeing the situation, Lucas changed his complexion and ordered the guards of the royal palace, who were nearby.

"Sooner or later, issue a wartime alert!

"Ha? Ha, right away!

The soldier was only frightened for a moment, but would have seen the seriousness of the situation in Lucas's condition.

I rushed out to the royal palace yard in a hurry.

The garden of the royal palace is equipped with a magical drum that echoes directly into the brains of those living in the king's city and only rings in emergencies like this one.

When a soldier slaps, a thick tone that sounds low, heavy, and sloppy in his belly reaches the brain of every human being in the King's City.

"Wartime alert!?"

The prime ministers, princes, court magicians and nearby guards, who were on duty within the royal palace, rushed outside in surprise.

"What is it!?"

The queen, who was enjoying an elegant tea party with the noble ladies, also takes the rushed maids down to Lucas for a small run.

Once the wartime alert is activated, all the ordinary citizens and nobles must return home and the soldiers must wait fully armed and at a predetermined standby point for a sharpening from the royal palace.

And the royal family, senior government officials and senior commanders of the army must gather at the royal palace.

It is an absolute order, punished for not even obeying an active king.

Major disruptions had not occurred because, when things were happening, they were regularly trained.

About five minutes after the decree was issued, the citizens had yet to return home or place their soldiers, but all those who were the Lord had gathered in the garden of the royal palace.

Queen Margarita, Prince Ernest, Chancellor Falk, Grand General Granfeld, Chief of the Knights of Filat Yardabels, Commander of the Kingsguard Knights Joseph, Commander of the Magic Corps Nilsson, Head of the Intelligence Department Flegg… and other generals and court magicians, ministers and clerks.

Looking over at them, Lucas, who wanted to be the chief of court magic and Philato's strongest wizard, opened his mouth.

"Raymond gave Raymond a flash when he was attacked by a flock of Wyburns on Mount Rumbel"

A moment of blankness, and a hustle and bustle all at once.

"Wyburn!?"

"Mount Rumbel!? What was the intelligence doing!

"Your Majesty, is Your Majesty safe?!?"

An anger flies close to screaming.

It was the first time a crowd of Wyburns went out to Mount Rumbel or something, and the intelligence department that didn't get the information is a morbidity worth dying for.

Flegg, chief of intelligence, was about to graduate.

It is an impossible miracle that the Summoner will reach the King's capital.

And the fact that ten people had encountered the Wyburn herd with the gestures there... the worst happened to the same head, creating frenzy.

No one noticed that Lucas was so calm as to be unnatural.

In the meantime, the queen struck her hands violently.

"Be quiet."

His face was blue, his voice trembled and powerless, but that's why it resonated in the hearts of the court ministers.

Everyone remembered who the hardest part was.

"Lucas. Continue"

"Ha"

He bowed his head lightly to the queen who behaved in a temperament, and Lucas sent out further information.

"Three people, Vincent, Oscar and Hector, have lost their lives in the line of duty. With help, Wyburn's flock succeeds in repelling"

The information that only one wizard had wiped out Wyburn's flock was intentionally laid low.

Because now that the king is absent, there is a high risk that he will not be able to pick it up.

Blank time was born again, but the next thing that boiled was cheer, and doubt.

"Is Your Majesty safe!

The place was engulfed with great twist and relief, and the sinister air blew away at once.

Little by little, it turns into something calm.

"What kind of army is that?

"How did you get help in the first place?

"Lord Lucas, what's going on around there?

The King's raid and rescue, by chance, is too much to do.

Many thought of it, and concentrated their gaze on Lucas.

I realized I couldn't hide it any more, and Lucas decided to publish it.

Give me information that even I can't believe.

"... they say only one, only one wizard has defeated them"

"What?"

"Huh?"

Surprisingly accustomed to face, now it's time to stop thinking.

Only Lucas' words echo on his bright white head.

"Just one? Wizard?"

It was Nilsson, one of the court magicians and head of the Magic Corps, who repeated in his mouth.

The same wizard made me understand the impossible more than anyone else.

And it was the most confusing.

"Wasn't the number of wizards needed to defeat one Wyburn sure about ten?

And it was Grand Felt, the Grand General and chief officer of the army, who raised the question.

It was just quick to get back on your feet.

Lucas answers that Granfeld.

"It turns into personal power, too. Would I or Nilsson have three or four? Either way, I can't imagine Wyburn without an avant-garde."

"I agree."

Nilsson also managed to get back on his feet and hammered Lucas.

"In the first place, Wyburn has high resistance to magic, and both aggression and mobility are a threat to our wizards. I just want three avant-gardes."

The twitching happens again.

Yardabels, the Knight Commander who was listening to the wizards' conversation, asked Lucas.

"Lord Lucas, say the herd, how many Wyburns were there exactly?

In the case of Wyburn, it is treated as a herd with at least three heads.

That's why I bumped into a question that even Yardabels himself didn't quite understand, like it doesn't make sense that he was a three-headed parent.

"Hi, I think there were six heads."

Sin, and the field quiets back like it hit the water.

The anomaly of a wizard winning alone against six Wyburns.

The others clearly understood the extent of the anomaly.

"Well, if you get the Wyburn carcass, improve our gear too"

Yusef was going to point out the good ingredients, and the fact is most humans felt better.

I know the exception was no Wyburn carcass or anything like that, like Lucas.

It was not very easy to say that there were no remains.

You'll notice sooner or later, but I was in the mood to send it forward.

"More than that, isn't it dangerous for a queen or a prince if this incident is caused by a foreign summoner?

When Falk, the Chancellor, asked to change the atmosphere, he split it it in half between the haughty and the snorted.

There has never been an example of Wyburn being witnessed on Mount Rumbel.

On the contrary, they say they rarely even see creatures.

It is famous in the country as a creepy and heterogeneous place to go with the lake of Nara, and at the same time it is well known that the king passes during patrols.

There would have been as many opportunities for foreign humans to get information, and a monster with the ability to fly would have been able to travel through the country and raid.

The perception that the enemy is a foreign summoner rapidly spreads.

And the idea that it's not just kings and princesses who are targeted, but also queens and princes, is more or less natural, comes about in the same way.

Since there are three queens, princes and princesses who have the right to inherit the throne in the current kingdom of Philato, there will be massive chaos in the country if four people, including the king, die.

Everyone reached the thought and swallowed the saliva.

That's why it was a wartime alert.

Together we are convinced of Lucas' heavy answers.

Surely there is no respite to protect the queen and the prince.

Here the same gaze gathers in Granfeld.

Because now that the king is absent, he is in command of the army.

Granfeld asks the queen for permission with her eyes, and the queen approves by nodding small.

"First, we should send troops to His Majesty as soon as possible. The sooner the better. Order the Knights' Magic Knights to deploy. Take a selection of 500 horsemen."

"Ha. I'll get you out of here ASAP."

Yardabels' deputy, Dawson, rushes out to Granfeld's order.

The Magic Knights are the premier elite units of Filato, and as can be seen from their names, they are all second-degrees.

A group capable of marching while magically reinforcing and recovering horses, the speed of which was one of the best in the country and the perfect group to rush under the king as soon as possible.

A selection of five hundred rides will keep you up to speed, and even with ten Wyburns you can repel them.

It is such a decision.

"The Kingsguard is the escort of Her Majesty the Queen and His Royal Highness the Prince."

"Ha."

"The Knights collaborate with the guards and put the Wang Capital on defense"

"Ha."

"The Magic Soldiers divide. Protect Her Royal Highness the Queen and His Royal Highness the Prince, and defeat the King's capital half at a time."

"Ha"

"Intelligence will contact every army and city in the country and call for vigilance. At the same time, re-wash all the information in the country."

"Ha ha."

"I take command in the king's capital. Lord Lucas is under the command of Joseph, and I ask you to protect him here."

"Ha."

Granfeld will give instructions as soon as the arrow begins.

When it was all over, Prince Ernesto opened his mouth for the first time.

"Our folk grass, I want you to protect it at all costs. That's all from me."

Those in the military favored an honest attitude, neither glorious nor vain.

The queen also nods in favor.

"It's our Philato sanctuary. Hang on three canes and shoot away the national disaster."

"Whoa!"

A triple scepter is the national seal of the Kingdom of Filato, which supposedly depicts the military, political, and people standing on the scepter and supporting each other.

Hanging on a triple scepter is the heaviest oath for the people of Filato to die proudly for the nation.

In response to Granfeld's attackers, the soldiers rushed to their assigned positions.

Contrary to their high morale, the civilians could even say they were sinking.

It's a heavy foothold to pay tribute to the queen and the prince and return to work.

"That's why we should have taken more offerings."

Many ministers and clerks had such thoughts, although they did not speak out for the queen and the prince.

Numerous escorts and caretakers often accompanied the king and princess on patrols.

That made Bernhardt III stop "wasting taxes".

Emma was in three positions, and it was a well-known fact that she worked for about five ladies in line, and her dissent squished because she couldn't afford the state finances.

Domestic security also maintained a high standard, and we do not see disturbing movements.

If you were going through Mount Rumbel, you would have even had a close reputation for "too luxurious a force".

But now, that had disappeared from their heads.

It consumes more supplies and money than the military takes action.

The King's actions, which were meant to lighten the financial burden, also ended up causing him to repress.

"I tried, but it didn't work," only children are allowed.

Isn't it at least salvation that the king is not that far away?

If the Magic Knights run at full speed, they should probably be able to rendezvous within half an hour.

However, it is not very comforting to think on a national scale.

Speaking of beloved lords, it would be cruel to blame them even if they wanted to say stupidity in their hearts.

And at the head of the clerks, Falk, the prime minister, had further concerns.

This was all bedtime water.

The intelligence department couldn't get any information, and so on.

Those who, though not as good as they roar, have never let them down.

There are two possibilities Falk's brain derived.

The one thing is that there are traitors in the country, and that's also in the center.

The other thing is that extra things are happening in the hands of the talent of the kingdom of Filato… for example, a demon (demon) leap?

When he considered the second possibility, Falk was struck by the feeling as if his own heart had frozen, but immediately dismissed his thoughts.

If the Demon (Demon) thinks it's a mastermind, it's because the attack is too soaking.

Demons (demons) are, as a rule, beings in which monsters have accumulated power and evolved over time.

It is possible to build an army with powerful power, close to people, and leading numerous monsters.

Looking back, the demon (demon) has never been attacked by about six Wyburn fighters, and the first unintentional king can't help.

In the first place, the Demon (Demon) is the biggest cause of the loss of the kingdom of Philato.

... Falk at this time had overlooked two possibilities.

One thing is that whoever helps the king has the power to overtake even the Demon (Demon).

The other is the existence of something that transcended the Demon (Demon).

But nobody can blame Falk.

Because they are both treated as legends of the distant past.