Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 210

"Sir Weid, hey, get up."

I was agitated violently and awoke.

What were you doing?

Oh, I remembered.

Treatment of Prince Warroy.

Prince Warroy, bandaged half-naked, is sighing with his arms folded.

"Is anyone lying on an enemy blanket on the battlefield sleeping? Is it dangerous?"

"This is terrible rudeness"

I'm too careless.

However, in front of this prince, he must be careless.

It is the horror of the Dniesk family.

The prince doesn't seem to mind my disrespect, but rather tells me:

"Give me honor, I'm a POW of defeat, and you're the commander of the victors. If you're a general, you'll have to figure out."

"Sorry, Your Highness Warroy"

"That's why I'm saying honorifics, and stop 'His Highness. I'm no longer a prince."

That's right.

However, Prince Warroy glanced at me, so I reluctantly decided to speak with a mouth.

"I see ... I see ... I understand. Is this okay, Mr. Warroy?"

"Oh, please do that, it feels good."

The prince smiles with a lot of scars.

It's refreshing.

Prince Warroy grasps and opens his right arm to check his physical condition.

"But it was a good thing."

"The chest was more severely injured than the arm ...

Both the charge of the horse and the explosive power of the assault rifle concentrated on the handle of the cavalry spear.

A terrible shock was transmitted to the chest supporting the spear. Had his armor been special, he would have been dead.

"Also, there were bruises from a ripped horse, but they were minor. I've had enough to heal, so there should be no different life."

While being blown away with tremendous momentum, he is not a normal warrior, as he is passively evacuated and escapes fatal injuries.

It is a regrettable thing to keep as a prince.

I understand that he longed for the battlefield.

Prince Warroy smiled.

"I'm the rebel's younger brother. Once treated, I can't avoid execution anyway."

Is that what makes you do that? He does not understand his wishes. Even the soldiers of the Eléora army at this fort have many who have spoken to the life of Prince Warroy.

"Don't die. Killing a man like you is a shame for Milardia. No matter what method you use, you will not die."

"I'm not worth that"

"You have underestimated yourself. There are not so many heroes as you."

When I sighed, Prince Warroy sighed.

"You can not say"

why.

Prince Warroy glances at me and says,

"You're underestimating yourself. What came out of this cavalry and were you thinking?"

"There are so many alternatives to me."

`` Isn't there !? Are you stupid !? ''

You're rude POW.

"In other words, Warroy, who came out in front of the mushroom, was pretty strange."

"If I could beat you, I wouldn't have missed my life. I and you are great pieces for both sides, but it's a good exchange."

For shogi, I'm a silver shogun.

Prince Warroy is definitely a rook. Furthermore, he has won the battle and has become a dragon king.

The values are completely different.

"I respect Warroy, but I'm not impressed to overestimate me."

"You're just underestimating yourself. Your subordinates are struggling.

"Overestimated."

"Underestimated"

I and Prince Warroy, who do not give up.

Then Fern-Sister came in.

After placing a new wet towel and washbasin, Fern-sister stares at me.

"Is it underrated?"

A traitor.

There are traitors in the werewolf squad.

Prince Warroy, with Fern on her side, laughs with a triumphant look.

"Look, your subordinates are saying that too."

"Her Highness, tell me more. Weid-kun has never repented."

"Oh, leave it to me"

No way such a tag is established.

I hurry and drive out Fern.

"I'm here to look, so Fern helps me find the unreturned soldier. I want to protect as much as possible by sunset. If I surrender, protect the enemy soldiers."

"Enemy? Oh yes, I understand ..."

Fern is watching me and Prince Warroy.

Go early.

After Fern-sister left, I picked up the armor that was in the room and quickly changed the topic.

"Oh, by the way, Warroy, I often had this kind of armor."

"Oh, it's a prototype my father has made for the magicians. The moment I saw Eleora's wand, he seemed alert that it might be the next major weapon."

"So did you make such a large armor?"

That grandfather, foresight is amazing.

But I smile.

"It seems that mass production was indeed impossible."

"Well, it's expensive enough to buy a small castle on its own. I can't afford the Dniesk's wealth. You should spend more money."

Even with magic, armor is a consumable item, and repair and maintenance costs a great deal.

Even though Rolmund is making magic tools, I decided to make it well.

I return the wreckage of the armor to the shelf and tell it to Prince Warroy.

"His Highness, Eleora, told me that Prince Ivan had besieged Kinjar Castle. The battle is almost over."

Prince Warroy stared at me and then looked down.

"... I see. That's right."

The prince sighs.

"By the time the relatives of the Bolsheviks turned over, the Dniesk territory was about half as large as Lormund in the north, while you are allied forces of Lolmund in the east and west.

At present, there is a difference of about four times in population and territory.

Prince Ivan should know that there is no more win.

So I cut him out.

"Well Roy, would you recommend my brother to surrender? This fight will last for both soldiers and the people. This is the tide."

After surrendering here, it will be difficult for Prince Ivan to survive.

However, there is no need to continue the apparent civil war and torment the people of Rolmund.

In terms of Milardia, the misfortunes of neighboring countries are convenient, but I cannot be so outrageous, no matter how much diplomacy. Let's end it already.

But Prince Warroy shook his head.

"I don't mind giving a surrender recommendation, but my brother would have surrendered. He has a chronic illness and is no longer long."

"Is my condition so heavy?"

"Ah. Even if I step out of government and concentrate on recuperation, will I be able to live for ten years? I wouldn't have a few years now. My brother is weak and cannot withstand strong medicines and magic treatments."

Prince Warroy continues.

"I mean my brother. I guess I'm going to carry everything on my shoulders. Do what I can do now for the future."

If so determined, Prince Ivan would have no choice but to leave it to Eleora.

But I still have him to ask.

"How about letting the soldiers who fled to the castle on the lake call for surrender?"

Then Prince Warroy laughed.

"I see. So my soldiers have successfully returned to Lake Castle, right?"

"Oh, you're up to your tricks. The battle itself is yours. You couldn't move without a commander, though."

And Warroy's force has dropped to ten thousand. It is smaller than the Elleora army alone.

It is no longer possible to capture the Imperial City or return to North Rolmund.

Prince Warroy thought for a moment and then nodded.

"Certainly, it makes no sense to fight them anymore. Okay, I'll tell you to surrender. I'll ask my subordinates for generous treatment."

"of course"

As long as Prince Warroy remains alive, the majority of the Warroy army will be obedient.

Apparently, I don't seem to have to attack Lake Castle, so I'm relieved.

"In the letter of Her Highness Eleanor, the siege of Kinjar appears to be a very fierce battle.

"Yes ..."

Shadow of Prince Warroy's expression.

For him, his brother and his parents are surrounded by enemy forces.

Prince Warroy remained silent for a while, but eventually cut it out.

"Sir Weid, I have a request"

"what?"

I can almost imagine.

"Because I don't need any extra life, wouldn't my nephew Lünier just manage to help with my power instead?"

Did that happen?

Prince Ivan cannot help because he is a rebel, but his legitimate Prince Lünier is undoubtedly subject to execution.

Rolmund's accompaniment system is so severe that it extends beyond his kin, so the direct men will be killed.

But she's still 12 years old.

Prince Warroy is staring at me.

As a captive, he no longer has the power to trade.

He should have called for a call to the Warroys to surrender, but he did not. It's not an exchange condition depending on my way out.

So he silently stares at me.

With a very painful look.

I don't want the cheerful confident Prince Warroy to make that look, and I don't want him to die.

When I was twelve years old, I was at least not besieged by the army.

So I purposely sigh and nod.

"I'll lend you, Warroy."

"Would you like to do it!

His expression became lighter.

I can't help it anymore.

"When the Lake Castle soldiers surrender, I immediately head to North Lolmund, but I don't know what's going on, so I can't be sure I'll save Prince Ruinier."

"Oh, I know."

Prince Warroy nods with a strange expression.

"Both my father and his brother entrusted Prince Lünier the future of the Dniesk family. Above all, everyone is so cute about Lünier. I want to do as much as I can for Lienie, who is dead. "

I feel so painful that I can do it as much as I can.

"I can only promise to do my best in good faith, otherwise I can't promise?"

Then Prince Warroy laughed like a mischief.

"If you do everything in good faith, will you be safe? I'm not worried."

Stop, don't pressure.

I grimaces and turns my cloak.

"I must have said that I couldn't promise. First, let's drop the soldier at Lake Castle. Let's go, Mr. Warroy."

"Yes, that's right."