Hmm, you're brilliantly black scorched.
Look around and feel that way at all costs.
I'm sure it burned well in the economy. Red, red. Like that Doremi village.
This is a village near the Magna Latio border. No, village site.
This sight is the result of burning operations by troops of the Royal Magna Army that penetrated the border.
"- Witch Hall."
A voice that hangs from behind. I looked back to the Lord of that voice.
"... Count Avrine"
"Damn, it's a terrible thing, even though it's a constant battle"
Count Avrine spits out like that, shaking his neck left and right.
"Right."
Oh, my God, I'm in good shape.
"I had the soldiers look into it without a neighborhood, but no survivors were found"
"I guess..."
"I just have one thing to be concerned about"
"-? What is it?
"I can't say for sure that there are some black burnt corpses, but I don't have a single corpse of my young daughter."
"I see. I mean..."
"Um, it would be reasonable to assume they've taken him away"
I see. That's why it's a waste of time to go.
But this could be called good news in a way.
With ordinary people, but also groups full of women, their marching speed must be drastically reduced.
"If you hurry, you'll make it, Count."
"Well, wasn't it just a pose?
"If you can supplement it, make it up to you. It'll make our position better."
"Hmm. Right, it's a corner warfare effort. Don't you bother to miss it...? All right, Beltran!
"Ha!"
Beltran, who had somehow given instructions to his men a short distance away, approaches us in response to Count Avrine's call.
"The investigation on this occasion is over. We're going hunting, Beltran."
"Ha!... and what is the prey, my lord?
"The prey is a fucking sneaky rat. A quick one, but he's holding an important souvenir and moving dull. This is a great opportunity."
"I see, are you a rat? So are we the whimpering cats chasing it around?
"That's odd to say, Beltran. Better than in ancient times, witch runs have a cat and a market."
"Oh, are you going to be my user demon? That's frightening, Count."
Oh, my God, I'll try to enjoy tapping each other lightly.
"Shall we head to the rat hunt then? Beltran, get the soldiers ready."
"Ha! I'll be ready for pursuit immediately"
As he graciously leaves before us, Beltran gives instructions to the soldiers.
The morale of the soldiers who respond is also high.
Hmm, don't feel up to me.
Behind the brain, the BGM of a popular game flows naturally.
Come on, let's go hunting... I can't believe it.
We immediately moved on to pursuit.
"My lord! Three o'clock. Twenty mars, we have discovered what appears to be an enemy group!
"What's the scale!?
"Supposedly one squadron size!
"All right! Well found! Good luck reporting!"
20 mars...... that's close. Later, we'll catch up. The number is one squadron size. I mean, 200 people.
This one, for a quick pursuit, is a cavalry and a fast-paced infantry with selected legs, combined with 350. - I can do it!
I turn to my commander, Count Avrine.
And I nodded both ways.
"Gentlemen, it's a rat hunt! Make him regret sneaking into his friend's garden!
"Ooh wow!"
"I'll clear up the grudge on the Trobo River!
"The Magna bastards are all killers!
A brave roar returns against the Count's fervour.
All right, all right, for a few advantages, even high morale.
Naturally. Those soldiers were torn apart in the battle of the Trobo River earlier.
A grudge against a Magna knight is a bone marrow.
Even more advantageous to the self. Everyone feels more comfortable when bullying the weak.
At this point, you will be able to destroy a unit of enemy infiltration troops without any problems.
Yeah, but you can't be alarmed.
Whoever dies in a victory dies.
In case anything happens, I'll put myself in the safest zone.
And watch out for flow arrows. Yeah, yeah, safety first, safety first.
Come on, soldiers, fight for your lives to the full.
The battle ended in a few moments.
Thanks to the resentment bone marrow Earl Army hustling us, this damage is minor.
It is also significant that Mukomori continued to engage in demanding tasks and was exhausted.
But you've hustled somewhat too much, surprisingly few prisoners.
On a personal level, despite the fact that some had indicated their willingness to surrender by dumping their weapons early.
Doesn't matter, the Earl Army guys were happy to kill him.
If Count Avrine hadn't stopped him, he could really have killed them all.
What you should be afraid of is people's resentment.
I need to refrain from imitating people's grudges, too.
... Huh? Too late? Hahaha, do something stupid. Stupid......
Yeah, let's be careful.
"May I, Witch Hall?
"What is it, Count?
"I'm talking about the village daughters the Magna knights kidnapped..."
With that said, Count Avrine sees the corner where the protected village daughters are consolidated.
I'll look over there, too.
Sitting there to lean against each other, the figure of the village daughters leaning over here with a frightened and alert gaze.
How many, maybe thirty to forty?
"What will you do with them, Count?
"Whatever, protect.... but as you can see, I'll be on guard here. Honestly, it's hard."
"You won't have to."
"Right.... If you think of the misfortunes that have befallen them, I think the Witch Hall, which is same-sex, is still easier to deal with than we are, but what do you think?
"... you want me to take care of them?
"Uhm. Can you ask for it?
".................. haa, you can't help it"
Endlessly cumbersome, but devoid of ingredients to say no to the Count.
"I'm sorry. I asked for it."
Say so, Count Avrine, who taps me on the shoulder and walks away.
Oh I don't think so... but do you say?
Immediate withdrawal if it serves its purpose. I won't even give it to you while I turn my opinion around.
Both the Chengcheng and Bong Klu aristocrats have different flavors.
When he shook his head, he switched consciousness and approached a group of village daughters.
At the same time their gaze pours on me as I walk over.
Haa, even though we are righteous ally posi who rescued them......
The gaze is filled with negative emotions that I said frightened or alert, and I don't feel anything favorable.
Wow, the Count is right. Wow, it's hard....... yeah?
One village daughter comes to their head to shelter other village daughters.
... Around mid twenties?
He seems to be an elderly among the protected village daughters.
What a face that gives the impression of pleasure. A woman who seems to look good with words like "sister skin" or "male victory".
The village daughter, with an irresistible fright in her eyes, yet relative to me in her temper.
Hmm, you may see her as the leader of this group.
If you want to negotiate, is it easy to use her as a point of contact?
"I am Shizuku, the minister of His Highness Konrat. What's your name?
"... I'm Elma. Sizuk... are you a nobleman or something?
"No, I'm not a nobleman. I'm just not even a soldier at the bottom. Within the army, you're a man of considerable standing."
Village daughter in front of me, I can tell that it is quickly calculated in Elma's head to take it.
What position am I in? Can you trust me? How much influence do I have if I get in? That would be the place.
"... what does Shizuku-sama want to do with you? No, what are you going to do?
"Oh, you don't have to force me to be polite about words. Because I'm not so narrow as to be angry at you for that."
"Ha... right. Oh, so..."
"Yeah. It's a response to you guys, isn't it? I'll protect you for now and escort you back to safety."
"... and then what?
"After that? After that, you become an army of the Latio Republic, and you become an administrative baton touch. We're not from the Latio Republic in the first place."
"... right"
After such a gavel, Elma leans over with a dark face.
"Hmm, what's going on? Is there a problem?
"Problem? It's the only problem. Well, you won't take us and eat us. Food, maybe a little money. But then they just throw it out."
Elma shakes her head without force.
"There are no more villages... Without a man to rebuild, there's nothing we can do."
…………
"This is the number, even as it flows into the city. There's no way we're gonna find a decent job for everyone."
... Erma's right indeed. Because there is no concept of social security in this world.
Is there no way the state will take care of them until the end?
Some of them may be lucky enough to find a job in the city.
But we can't all.
To the point of being a beggar or a woman who sells spring?
I see, it's dark ahead.
"Then why don't I take care of them all?
"What?"
"So I'll take care of it? Although, of course, in that case, you will be of service to me."
"To help... what, is Shizuku going to run a whorehouse?
Elma squeaks with a masochistic grin.
"No. I'll get you guys some help on the battlefield. Yes, at war."
"Ha! Don't be ridiculous, please! There's no way a woman can help you on the battlefield!
"If it's ever been on the battlefield. But I can prepare a battlefield for you."
"I don't..."
"I can! I would. Besides... don't you Magna knights hate you?
Look around the faces of the village daughters.
"Don't you resent the fellows who took your place, killed your family, and abused you? I can give you the means of vengeance."
I guess my words have become a calling water. The fright of us and the hatred that was shelved because of the anxiety of going ahead make a peek in our faces.
It appeared prominently in their eyes. Eyes that were frightened or anxious change to cloudy.
"... you avenge everyone?... really?
"Yeah. I just want you to fight for me for it with your life. If you are prepared to do so… I, the witch, will give you the magic wand."
I whispered like a demon with a contract.