Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 155 (Prayer of Eleora)

I have been in captivity and visit the memorial in the old town of Lünheit every day.

I could not mourn the dead men by my own hands.

So, at least, I want to do everything here to pray for their happiness.

In Rolmund, there is no custom to mourn the dead. For a long time, it has been a land where flutters and people die in winter.

It is important that the survivors do not die any more, as a political ruler. You can't survive if you think about your next move rather than soaking in sentiment.

Even more, we cannot afford to pray for the enemy's happiness.

But at Miralardia, it seems a little different.

Recently, I feel that the flowers offered for the memorial are increasing day by day.

Should I buy flowers too?

When thinking about such a thing, a large man approached the memorial.

Intimidating armor on hair that has been cut and turned upside down.

It ’s a savage man, as you can see.

The man came to me and greeted him unexpectedly.

"Yeah, Romundo's princess. I'm Grizz, Captain of Belousa Land Squadron."

The land squadron of the pirate city Belousa is the opponent of my men.

The opponent struggled quite a bit, but is this crude man the captain?

But in retrospect, the way we walked was the gait of a soldier who was used to marching.

He still looks sloppy, but he can quickly move his center of gravity. I've had enough time to avoid surprises.

I'll be alert to him and return as a princess.

"Eleora Kastoniev Organia Rolmund. In Rolmund she is the sixth outermost princess, here she is just a prisoner."

"No difference"

Grizz laughed and bowed to the body, kneeling to the memorial.

He puts a small pottery bottle he brought and prays with an unfamiliar gesture, and he looks back at me.

"Have you come to pray to your men?"

"Yes ... bad."

There is no need to apologize, but the man in front of him has also lost nearly 20 men.

It would be better to pray for them.

Grizz laughs.

"Don't worry about it. It's thanks to you that there are so many flowers."

my?

Grizz explained to me that he was afraid.

"It's like you come to worship every day, so it seems that the citizens have somehow felt like that."

I see, this flower is that kind of thing.

"On the side, I don't know who you're praying for. Do you know that you're called" The Princess of Silver Coins "?"

Apparently it is misunderstood for convenience. I only pray for my subordinates.

"So we, the land squadron, also wondered if we could offer a flower. It's laughing that our wild folks are raising flowers for donations. It would be more effective than offering them."

I don't know what to return and become silent. I'm used to plotting, but I'm not good at talking like this.

Griz leaned at her head and looked at my face.

"Oh, that's an opportunity I met here. I'm praying for your subordinates, would you pray for my subordinates?"

"What?"

Grizz laughs.

"My subordinates have never seen a princess, they're just rough guys. I hope you'll be delighted if you get a real princess."

I wondered if he was a fool, but the giant with a vicious face is smiling cheerfully.

It is hard to do anything.

But I didn't mean that Belusa Land Squadron fought with any grudges. Even if I pray for them, my men will not be resentful.

"I see. Tell me how to pray."

"I don't particularly like that. I'll ask you like a princess."

"……Really"

I pray for the souls of the former enemies in Rolmund's way of praying.

That their souls are embraced by the soft sunlight and set off on a new ground.

Grizz also prayed to the memorial and stood up slowly.

"The fight is over. The grudge is pear.

"Oh, we are so educated."

"What a hell, it's pretty solid!"

Grizz with a good laugh rises and turns his back on me.

After a few steps, he stopped.

"... Well, tell me. Are my subordinates strong?"

I was jammed.

I myself have not engaged them.

It was the strength of the Werewolf Corps, and that Black Wolf Lord, who won the game. Most of my men have been killed by a werewolf squad.

The Belousa Squadron was numerous and brave, but its armament was outdated. The threat level is much lower than that of the werewolf squad.

But I knew a little about what he wanted.

So answer:

"They have high morale and command, and have not allowed my squad to advance. During this expedition, I have never fought against such a tough enemy in any other city. Belousa Land Squadron was strong."

I chose words very carefully, but this word is not a lie.

If I had a veteran squad of that size, my strategy would have been quite different.

Grizz looked back over his shoulder and nodded with a smile.

"Tell the foreign princess to say that, Belousa Land Squadron also has foil. Thank you."

I had no idea what to do, and could only silently forgo the giant leaving.

After he leaves, I look back at the memorial surrounded by flowers.

"Is this good?"

Which one did you ask?

I didn't even know.

There is one thing that is vaguely known.

I have no word to speak with the citizens, but the citizens imitated my actions.

And I myself imitated the behavior of someone who initially provided flowers.

Certainly, when I was a child, I learned how to move people by using their own actions.

He intends to take command of the battlefield and the princess in charge of negotiations.

But there seem to be many other ways to move people.

One more thing to think about.

If you continue living like this any longer, you will be suffocated by unachieved tasks.

It's almost time for action.