The flames were burning red.

Adventurers and knights… A guerrilla unit that was responding to an undead who broke into the city beyond the city walls loads of undead wreckage in a luggage truck or something and brings it into the temple's front yard.

The loaded wreckage was hung with holy oil from one end and plunged into the flames.

Nor can the remains of the undead leave the hand of the surgeon be left unattended. It is desirable to treat it properly by Holy Qi if possible.

Dirty forces still remain in the wreckage as well. If left alone, the wreckage may also be resurrected as an independent undead.

The undead were not very scattered and acted as troops. They were brought here to be cremated because they could be picked up not so far from the temple.

"Is this all the undead that broke into the city?

"I'm afraid I'm still hiding..."

Khaya Runner, a knight belonging to the Second Knights, was about to count the bodies of loaded undead before the sacred fire of burning.

Khaya is a woman in front of 30 with an atmosphere like a hound. Knights as aristocrats who run their territory are still full of men, but the Knights of the Royal Palace are meritocracy and have nothing to do with their identity or gender (… at least before they are built).

Kaya, who appeared headstrong with an exceptional swordsman, was one of those captains in the Second Knights, leading his own squad into a guerrilla attack.

Now the undead who broke into the city have been exterminated and the undead outside have stopped attacking.

But Khaya was anxious and uncomfortable.

The bow is a big squeeze, which is why you can release the arrows so hard. There is also an analogy called "Quiet Before the Storm".

Something seems to have caught on my chest...

"Yeah?"

No, I heard a noise, and Khaya, staring at the parchment, looked up.

Looking at it, Arnold, one of the captains of the First Knights, who was also carrying the wreckage of the undead, was surrounded by citizens who seemed to have come from somewhere.

"Dear Knight! What's going on out there! Is the city okay!

"It's okay, we'll protect this city. Citizens stay calm..."

They caught me just because I was standing at the entrance to the grounds.

Arnold tries to reveal himself, but one citizen after another gathers like a beast to be chased.

"The magic of protection was broken, but what is it!

"I saw a knight fall from the sky. Ooh!

"There was an undead all over the city!

"Are you sure you're okay!

- That's not good... it makes sense to be horrible if they show you something like that. There could be panic like this.

He complained of his anxiety and Arnold was in a good mood.

It was when Khaya took a step to get her help ship out.

"What you did... didn't you bring that in?"

Boosh.

One of the citizens gathered groaned and time froze.

Arnold blushes slightly and hangs his hand on the hips sword.

"Kiki you! What's missing to say!!

"'Cause you don't, that's a decapitated princess!?

"He said if you give him the king, he'll help you!

"I didn't think it was a good idea to kill him!

Citizens who verbally condemn Arnold, as if that were a tantrum.

Normally I wouldn't be able to tell a knight about this face to face.

But they were desperate to live.

I thought they were being pushed into the abyss of death, and they couldn't help but question the cause.

"I don't want to talk about what I did! All guilty of disrespect......!?

Khaya grabbed Arnold's shoulder from behind, which was still going to be slashed by pulling out his sword.

"Please calm down. That's not what we're gonna do right now."

"Ugh... gu. Hey! I remember your faces! Remember that later!

Arnold seemed unable to fit in, but he didn't want to get involved anymore than that, throwing up a throwaway dialogue and walking away to his big crotch.

Inevitably, Khaya will stand on the arrow on Arnold's behalf.

Citizens are with us when it's like we can't fit in.

Feel the slightly murderous air.

Khaya pushed up the front cover of her helmet.

The citizens look a little confused.

I don't really like 'weaponizing a woman'... but at times like this, Khaya knew that it would fit better if she came out as a woman.

Khaya, a captain of the Knights of the Royal Palace for women, is a little celebrity in the King's Capital.

"I'm Khaya Runner with the Second Knights.

Your uneasy feelings, there's more to observe. But don't worry.

A handful of undead broke into the city, but the Knights wiped this out at no civic cost.

The city walls and gates have not yet been broken, and we have the advantage to defend ourselves.

... We, the Knights of the Royal Palace, will fight until the last of our lives are exhausted to protect you. So, please, act calm now. Stay with your family and your loved ones. "

I was aware that it was a bit of a cheat rhetoric myself.

But it's a convenience. If I panic here, I won't be able to protect what I can.

Khaya remembers the noise a month ago. Bitter memory. A dozen citizens trying to escape from the “Princess Rose of Grievances” have fallen or stomped those who fell, and that alone is dead.

I only forgive you for such ridiculous things as the dead coming out before the monster came.

"... ok"

"Me too... I said too much"

"Good luck"

At the rate of reluctance, but those gathered retreat.

Khaya sighed when she found out it had subsided.

Some of the citizens who were stuck in Arnold would be happy to see Rene executed. I'm sure.

Still, throughout this period, the consciousness is working (from someone other than myself) to look for the cause of the crisis and to hang it.

If the army of the undead were to retreat in exchange for Hilberto, there would be citizens who think it would be better. I'm sure.

Still, they don't go into exercising their powers because they're afraid of the undead, but also the Knights who protect the king. And because I have hope that the Knights will win.

If the Knights collapse... what will happen? Although Khaya was well accommodated on this occasion, the fact that these kinds of arrangements emerge means that it is not unnatural for the same thing to be happening all over the city. If the citizens cause confusion, it can also be handed over to the actions of the Knights.

Even Khaya whispers somewhere in her mind, 'Why don't we offer Hilberto' (and it's a reputational damage if you try to be an evil god, because it's not really an evil god whispering, it's a customary expression).

But now we have to be united. I had a feeling that if I disturbed my mind, I would just get into it.

"Captain, come! There's a fight..."

Speaking up, Khaya awakens from the dark thoughts.

One of my men was running this way in a hurry.

"... what happened"

How proud the Knights of the Royal Palace is, it is not uncommon for bloody samurai to wake up.

However, it is rare for it to become a blade wound shake. It was an anomaly.

Behind the temple, one of Khaya's men and one of Arnold's men were each bound by their colleagues.

By virtue of this, we are extinguishing swords from each other, and besides, we are suffering hand wounds from each other.

Rushing clerics hung "healing promotion (regeneration)", and the knights around them handled the wounds.

"Hey, do you guys pull out swords for fights? Which bandit?

Even if we fight more and more, we shouldn't do it now. "

"This one!

Khaya's men poked out their swords, pointing to their opponents.

"I guess the Second Knights have a deal with the undead...!

"What?"

What do you mean, when Khaya sees the other person, she yells back at you there, too.

"That would be crazy! Three of my colleagues are dead in front of me! But the second guy I was with didn't have a scratch on him!

"That would be such a coincidence!

"What a coincidence and nothing! The Second Knights would not be dead at all in all that fierce battle!!

Yes, that's something Khaya thought was unnatural, too.

The soldiers of the undead had chosen only the First Knights to kill them.

Even those who have broken into the city have not reached out to the citizens.

Khaya just creeped it out, except from those of the First Knights.

"... Arnold"

Arnold takes a bitter sigh when he turns to water in the sense of 'you put it away'.

And he leaned in front of the knight who was fighting.

"Calm down. That's not what I'm saying right now. It's not up to you to decide on your own. It is the Lord Commander who examines and judges.

... I will put the suspicion into the ear of the captain. So don't slap me in the mouth now, just do what you're told. "

"Tell Lord Commander... what can you do now!

Mostly I was against the coup! But if even the First Knights don't just get killed... I'll throw this armor away! I'm running away with my mother!!

"Hey!? What's missing to say! Running away in front of the enemy is a felony!

"Shut up!!

"Damn, seize it!!

To the rampaging knight, make sure that the knight around him jumps and kills him.

A knife slammed into the neck of the knight who threw down his helmet, and the knight who passed out was dragged as it was.

"Absolutely. Calming my men also as superiors..."

Khaya's offensive words turned out to be butt-cutting dragonflies.

Arnold is standing in a position to shelter his men, under pressure close to killing.

"... are you kidding me?

"It is the Lord Commander who decides. But let me be careful enough to protect myself."

"Oh, please calm down. I can't believe I did that..."

…………

In the flickering air, the two stared at each other, as they faced each other on the battlefield, and retreated from each other.

Still, the burning continues.

The glorious holy fire is the fruit of a victory that defeated the unclean undead, but seeing it did not clear Khaya's heart.

"Hey...... if the Undead are going to leave with a deal, do you think we should take that deal?

"Ah?"

"It's a tentative story. If they're only interested in the First Knights and His Majesty from the beginning, it's good to stimulate them..."

While his men lowered their voices, they had a serious conversation as knights.

... Khaya also understands just how she feels.

There's no way the First and Second Knights can properly communicate in this state.

Not yet, but what happens when the battle begins...

- Undead, why did you leave?

You're not gonna say, "We made time to suspect each other," are you?

It could be eight hits, but Khaya was still frustrated.

A citizen turns his suspicious eye to the Knights, and the Knights see the shadow of each other's enemies...

Consciousness diverges between those exposed to danger and those who were safe...

If the battle had been going on forever, everyone would have been desperate without having time to think about the extras.

With time for a breath, there's a squeaky, squeaky noise of gear somewhere.

At that time, I felt like something could burn in my chest with Chile.

When I retrieve the call mark (Kohler) that was closed, the letters on the surface are glowing red and emitting fluctuations of force.

"... Lord Commander"

When I stroked the surface and activated it, I heard voices from it.

It has a slightly sluggish atmosphere, but a full voice.

"Can you hear me? Guys. I'll tell you what's next. The placement will change dramatically, so listen carefully. '

Khaya was honestly horny.

Our captain still has the next hand. Then we're still fine.