Rose Princess of Hellrage: Although I got Killed for Political Reasons, I got Revived as the Strongest Undead

Iris (Rene) flies over the silver earth lit by the morning sun.

Right next door was Derrick, who magically floated with him.

The hands and feet are folded to the roots (...) et al. (...) and look like an ugly statue that magically blocks that wound. The sleeves and trousers of the cold suit are vain.

It was a hazy glance like he was already about to let go of his sanity, but Illis (Rene) regularly put live (...) in order not to let him go into a happy world.

"So, yeah. The next thing you know about the big boss's emergency evacuation destination, but that means the three of you have been notified of this, right?

While on the road (and flying, I don't know if I can describe it), Iris (Rene) kept listening to what was going on with the Nightpython organization and the general headquarters.

But when I look to the side, Derrick is looking down at the ground in a blur.

…………

"Late reply"

"Ghaaaaaa!!

Iris (Rene) grabbed Derrick's hair and pulled up his face, sticking a needle in his mouth.

Blood drips from Derrick's mouth. He leans like a depressed potato worm in the air, but his body, lifted by magic, continues to fly ruthlessly next to Illis (Rene).

"Answer my question immediately and accurately."

"Ha no!

"Hmm, just a couple of needles. Bibi, you twitch. I got hit 100 a day."

Throw it away. Iris (Rene) glances forward.

I can't see where I'm going blocked by the mountains in the hills by the woods, but at this speed I'll probably reach Wesara, the realm capital of the Duke of Gerald's territory, before sundown.

- But you don't get any faster than I thought... or simply steer off.

Now Illis (Rene) disappears and signs, and is flying magically to protect himself from further cold and wind pressure.

I can't increase my speed in this situation simply because I can't keep up with Iris (Rene) 's ability to maneuver. It wasn't about magic, it was about technology.

I lost control where I was hitting the speed to the limit and nearly threw up (Derrick threw up) when the stirring spinned. If we were bad, there could have been a crash.

So now I was slowing down and flying. I don't know the exact speed, but is it an automobile?

- Still, I'm supposed to be traveling at an impossible rate out of common sense in this world right now. They keep moving, ignoring the roads and the terrain.

If the big boss sees something, he can't handle it in time...

The two unidentified flying objects continued to fly in a straight line like released arrows.

The three “dragon's throat whistle” through the old road reached the city of Tease at dawn.

Tease, the territorial capital of the Marquis of Alawen, is as big a city as Eltarev once.

Running into the Adventurer Guild Branch, which was open 24 hours a day, the three had rented a map on the spot and spread it out on their desks.

"I knew it was this way... it's going in a straight line towards Wesara, the capital of the Duke of Gerald. At this rate, we'll be there in the evening."

The results detected by the chest crest are overlaid on the map, Deanna affirms.

The magic of detecting position often comes to mind with a sense of distance (...) and direction. At least that's the type of print Deanna had. If the target is in a place where there is no land survey, the exact location or destination will not be known unless it is aligned with the map.

Listen to Deanna. Both Benedict and Hugh snap their necks.

"... why did you go to Wesara?

"I don't know, but aren't you sure it has something to do with Night Python? We're talking about where they live."

"You're with Iris on the reaction."

"... oh. The reaction between the guy detecting it with his prints and Iris has always been in the same place. You should see that it hasn't changed yet."

Deanna picked a word and said. It is also possible that "Iris's Reaction" and "Nightpython's Reaction" are identical. It's a possibility I don't want to think about.

After that explosion, Iris' reaction had stopped at one place for a while. But the arrow tip, which I thought packed the distance, started traveling at a tremendous speed, and I let it get away. Even Wendigo started moving in a straight line, not along the road.

Deanna guessed, "Didn't you magically start flying in the sky," and the other two agreed.

But why is "The Guy Who Killed Night Python" moving to Wesara? If you are different from Illis, why are you accompanied by Illis? I don't see that.

What is certain is that something disturbing is happening that is difficult to understand and that Illis was involved in it.

"What's the matter, I can't go after this. He's faster than Wendigo, and he ignores the road and flies straight."

Hugh exaggerates to hit something eight.

But in the meantime, Deanna kept staring at the map and eventually said it was puffy.

"... there's a Hippogriff flight out of this city."

"Hey, no way"

"Sell as many as three trained Wendigos and you'll be able to charter one way. Fortunately, it's a beautiful day."

A black shadow crossed Hugh's sight when he accidentally looked out the window.

Giant shadows dancing with wings spread over the sky...... demons with eagle wings and heads and horse torso. Hipoglyph.

Hippogriff is a luxury horseman used in all regions. Ease of keeping and taming among flying demons and strong strength for it are out of the group.

There is a wide variety of applications. Naturally for military use, ambitious and active millionaires are in the status of owning hippoglyphs as personal vehicles. In addition, although the rewards were lucrative, they were sometimes used to transport goods.

The Marquis of Alawen, with its wide and flat pastures, serves as a base for supplying military horses and beasts within Ciel-Teira. Hippogriff eats meat, not pasture, especially horse meat, but he doesn't have trouble feeding here.

And the transport guild on the tease was naturally equipped with the means of air transport.

Most importantly, normally carrying people is limited to things, and carrying people should be out of specialty.

"It's unscrupulous. You want me to carry us in a hanging cage!?

"You say you can carry a little over 200kg of luggage. If we're off, we can carry the three of us, right?

"It's not a question of whether you can carry it..."

"I can probably catch up with you at this speed. If I don't go after him now, he might go to a place where even my battle holy mark (Stigma) can't go after him. Wesara is not the final destination."

"Oh, no more! I can't help it!

Hugh hit his desk at the rate that there was nothing more to be done, and I watched three adventurers who had come early in the morning to look for a request (quest) for something.

"... okay, Benedict"

"Oh. I'm gonna bet on that hand, too"

Benedict also agrees with Hugh's questioning.

And I got up right away.

"I'm going to the transport guild to negotiate. Hugh, arrange for the sale of Wendigo."

"It's a sudden story, I'll try to be as expensive as possible, but don't complain if they want to buy it!

Why don't we hit the transport guild first? You'll use Wendigo, too, over there. "

"Well, shall we go with you first?

Deanna needs to stay in line in the meantime. I don't think I can stand that stuff by normal means. Look for potions and magic items to make your journey unscrupulous. "

"Aye."

"Think of ways to recover your health. It's perfect."

Three people who list what needs to be done and move to share and solve it.

An adventurer is a job that goes down the road in the first place.

No matter what kind of impotence you seem, if you decide to do it, you only have action after. That's what good adventurers are for.

"And I want to go to the communications bureau and ask the Count to report the status quo. Then you'll have to talk to the Duke of Gerald and contact him for help."

"Do you want to help?

Deanna, however, puts into question this proposal by Benedict.

"Well, if you're on your way to Wesara, you'll get caught if you wait over there.

But what does Duke Gerald, the king's younger brother, think of Count Keeley... "

“The Dragon's Throat" is a party that I'm cordial with Oswald, but I don't have enough influence to talk to any lord opponent. I mean, there are only enough adventurers like that to count.

It would be cooperation in the investigation, but it would be advice to 'be careful', but you wouldn't even be able to get it in your ear first without Oswald's mouth through it.

But then, the dispute over the clouds becomes a problem.

I can only guess how sinister the relationship between Count Keeley and the Duke of Gerald is (there is no good haz), but I also find it hard to believe that they will move with such a unsure story.

"Maybe, but you should still just say it. It's a form of advice."

"Right... but I knew we had to go after him. We're the first ones who can move for Illis."

"Well, I guess so."

Deanna looked like she was getting a little carried away worrying too much about a lot of things.

When my servant brought word from the communications bureau to Oswald in the Lords' office, Catherine came after it.

"Father..."

"Catherine."

"What about Illis? What happened to you?

Catherine looks like she's wearing it off. I couldn't seem to sleep last night and there was fatigue on my face.

"... I don't know. At least he doesn't seem to be dead..."

Reports from "The Dragon's Throat" seemed to grab the clouds, but I was certain something was going on that wasn't just a joke.

Listening to Oswald, Catherine leads to Oswald.

Catherine, wearing the perfect gesture as a 'little lady' as a child, raised her voice in a way that she couldn't contain her emotions.

"Please, Father! Help Iris!

... I, Illis, will be your friend or I haven't heard back yet!

Ashes and red eyes were wet in tears and looking up at Oswald.

Oswald was a little surprised.

Oswald also somehow knew that Catherine didn't like Ilis very much, but if that suddenly came out saying, 'I want to get some time to talk to you,' this is it now.

I wasn't sure if you'd be my friend's reply, but I thought it would be a good thing if that's all my precious opponent could have been my daughter...

Losing a loved one you just got, what a tragedy I don't want to see happen.

"I'll do what I can, too. But what happens?"

"Oh......!

Hold hands firmly together, Catherine prayed.