Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 149

Princess Eleora, who was lying in bed, finally woke up.

"here……"

I stand at the bedside and answer that question.

"It's a medical facility for the Demon Army in Ryunheit. You've slept three days and three nights, Princess Eleora."

According to the teacher's diagnosis, Eleora was able to fall anytime with overwork and stress.

We decided to let Eleora rest for a while with the magic of sedation, and in the meantime, he arranged various things.

This princess seems much more vulnerable than it looks.

Eleora looked at me and then asked:

"Why not kill?"

"Because it's awkward. Killing you gives Rolmund an excuse to invade."

"HM"

I continued, as Eleora returned her gaze to the ceiling.

"I want to turn you back and forget about Rolmund."

"As long as the Nansei is a royal decree, it would not be possible. If replaced, the New Emperor could not handle the will of the Former Emperor lightly, and Rolmund was cold and unfit for agriculture. Eventually, the Nankai will be resumed. "

Don't worry.

Even so, she is a princess who is unlikely to be aware of POWs.

Because of the prisoners' attitude, I decided to be a little mean to her.

"Your subordinates ..."

At that moment, Eleora raises her upper body.

"What became!?"

The squadron had suffered catastrophic damage.

Of the ninety-five people who participated in this operation, 61 were captured. Thirty-four people are killed in the war. About 40% died and most of the survivors were injured.

All the war dead belong to the units that have entered the new town. That's about 70, so about half of the soldiers killed in the city war have died.

The defensive units of the Demon City have also suffered considerable damage. Nineteen Belarus land squadrons were killed. Dragon soldiers also died when they were surprised.

Fortunately, the teacher came back and treated the injured.

Without this, the enemy and ally would have been more dead.

The burial and memorial services for the dead have already ended.

When I tell Elora, she looks at me and smiles ironically.

"I don't mean to take a prisoner. Is it a hostage that won't kill me?"

It's my style to keep the enemy alive and sell my favors, but it's unlikely you'll believe this is the way it is.

Let's keep that in mind.

"If you imitate them, we cannot guarantee their safety."

When I say so, Eleora looks relieved.

"Either way, I have no choice. So how do you use me?"

This person is hard to do.

As I've always thought, Eleora seems to be on her own path. I think there is a better way, but that is definitely not the case.

If I abandon my position and protect Eleora, she would go from herself to misery.

Then I'd have to throw her in my own hands into a relatively bad misery.

I frowned and crossed my arms.

"You are a source of annoyance. To be honest, I want to stick a tag and throw it back to Rolmund."

"In that case, I would just be sentenced to death at the home martial law meeting."

I've heard from the survivors of the Mage Battalion about the complicated situation in Lolmund in various ways.

Eleora continues in a quiet tone.

"I would rather help you kill him here. It's an honorable death. If you die in your home country, you'll be executed not only by your squadron, but also your apprentice maid in your home."

"It's a very cold country"

"Yes, but still not as cold as the Miraraldia wind."

He seems to be quite disciplined when it comes to Milaldia.

With the words just now, she seems to feel tired.

"Sure, you don't have a place in Miraraldia anymore."

"The only place I could call my place was a magic battalion. Without them, I wouldn't know how many times they had been assassinated."

"Is the princess with the sixth highest right to inherit?"

She responded with a serious face.

"It's a target to be removed from the seventh and higher, and a potential enemy to target yourself to the fifth and higher."

What kind of country is it? You're too scared.

Isn't there a succession order to avoid such a conflict?

"I see. It certainly sounds like a warmer wind than Milardia."

Hell's hot air.

I'll be ironic at the same time.

"You must have been surrounded by heartwarming people."

"Oh, my nanny was also a gold-hired assassin when she reunited ten years later. At least she was tortured her with mercy, but between her nails and fingers to hear the mastermind …… ”

I'm not good at the painful story, but I pretend to be calm and interrupt Eleora's torture talk on the way.

"Your memories are fine, I'm not interested"

I don't feel like I can get along, this country.

As my feelings became increasingly unstable, I decided to give priority to gathering information.

"What's Rolmund's leeway? It's a lot of barbaric for giving the homeland of the northern milardia."

Then she looked away from me and looked up at the ceiling and closed her eyes.

"Then let's hear 'Cold Mecha.'

what is that.

Elleora began to tell the fairy tale with a surprisingly gentle expression and voice.

"In the depths of the deep forest, Mecha lived with her father and mother. One winter in the winter, she ran out of food and ran out of food."

I went to find food and asked the fairy to help me.

"With today's food, only two can pass the winter, so my dad left the house and disappeared deep into the forest."

Stop it, because it's the weakest thing.

Because the torture talk is better.

"Thanks to Mecha and her mother, she was able to pass the winter safely, but the next year is bad and only one person can go through the winter at home."

Eleora has a calm look.

"So my mom left the house and disappeared into the depths of the forest. Mecha was left alone."

"... It's a story without salvation."

"It's a fairy tale that everyone knows in Rolmund. To survive in Rolmund's winter, you have to be ruthless."

"I see.

Eleora smiled on my tweet.

"Reassure, there's more to come. Mecha grows fine and she becomes a mother."

Oh, a little salvation has come out.

"And in the next cropless year, I'll sacrifice this time, to protect my child, so it's 'cold mecha'."

Why is this country so popular?

This mental terror woman.

I'll definitely dream tonight, the story now.

I'm barely calm while taking heavy damage from unexpected counterattacks.

Rolmund's harsh climate may have created solidarity and discipline, imposing relentless sanctions on those who break it.

If someone breaks the order, it will lead to the death of everyone. It's like that land.

"I see, I understand. It's natural nature that the Rolmunds are ruthless."

"That's right. I don't like repeating clan executions with accomplices or inquisitions with torture. I wish I had a warmer land."

"If you do, I recognize Rolmund as an enemy."

First, let's manage the story of the "cold Mecha".

If Eleanor's story is true, Rolmund is dangerous to Miraludia.

Rolmund has not yet given up on the conquest of Milardia.

After expulsion of Elleora, blasting the tunnel and blocking the invasion route, he will soon strip his tusks.

To protect the people and demons of Milardia, we can't leave it alone.

There is also the treatment of Eleanor and the POWs of the Mage Battalion. I can't just let them surrender and die.

This development was one of the things the Council had expected. Measures for this case have also been determined.

That's why I try to negotiate with her with a villainous tone as much as possible.

"You are my prisoner, Eleora Kasniev Oregania Rolmund"

Called her full name, Eleora makes her look a little stiff.

I leaned down and approached Eleora.

"You have defeated me. Your life, dignity, subordinates, and future are all under my control. Your hair, a drop of blood are mine."

"... Let's admit."

Eleora looked down.

I slap here and there. Use a ruthless tone as much as possible so that you do not realize the remorse of your conscience.

"But I'm benevolent. I know I'm sorry for helpful POWs, and you have a legitimate right to succeed in the throne.

"What……?"

Princess Eleora looked at her suspiciously, but she seemed to immediately realize the meaning of my words.

"Maybe you're going to use me as a puppet to invade Rolmund?"

"Usage is poorly heard. I just want to respect your voluntary will."

I think that your subordinate's Highness Elora will help me, but how about that? Is it not good?

The surviving subordinates may be reduced again.

I will make such an atmosphere.

But of course not. Or rather impossible.

I know I'm sweet, but I can't execute POWs.

So if you are refused, think of a different way.

Princess Elleora stares at me. A terribly cold gaze. I'm scared and excited.

Then she sighed and looked away.

"... At that time, you should have killed you at all costs, my biggest mistake."

And Princess Eleora bows to me.

"Sir Weid the Black Wolf. Help me. If I become the next emperor, I will never approach Milardia again."

I approached her face just in case.

"Is it true?

"Do you think I'll be here again now, abandoned by all of Milardia? If I'm such a fool, it's not worth it."

She smells her up close, but she doesn't smell lying. He seems to be seriously disciplined.

"It's fine. I think you can build a good relationship, as you said before."

I grinned and turned my cloak.

If you use Eleora to cause confusion in Rolmund, it will not be the invasion of other countries for the time being. You can earn time for a few years, at least for a few years.

If you have that much, you can strengthen the defense of Miraraldia.

And if Eleora gets to the throne, the survivors of Eleora and the squadron will not die.

Bad for Rolmund, but I'm neither a god nor a good man. My job is to keep the peace of Miraraldia.

"I'll cure for a while now, my ally, Eleora. Please please me."

She closes her eyes and sighs small, just as she thought.

"... I will make an effort"

Alright, it worked. Don't do anything wrong, help me with the peace of Milardia.

I decided to figure out how to get out of her room and avoid the scary dream of "Chill Mecha" tonight.