Sword of the Philosopher
Heavenly Sword
The next day, we started moving. Me and Sophia exercise the magic of movement, but the problem is, Richard...
"I'll make sure it doesn't bother you two."
That's what he said...... he was producing a Griffon-like demon in the days he was gathering information.
The color is pitch black. Created to avoid the eyes, it became a means of travel that only Richard could ride but with sufficient speed.
In the meantime, we got a point of view on the means of movement, so we head all the way to where the rebel groups are. It hits the southeast when you say it on the continent. Leaving the emperor's direct jurisdiction, in the territory of the Marquis of Four Dragons.
"What about the speed of movement of the military?
Sophia asks along the way. I keep in touch with the demon.
"It's definitely slower than us than moving from the center. I'd like to do a lot of things before I arrive."
"I don't know if I can get into the rebel group first."
Richard says. I snorted,
"You wouldn't trust me if I told you to let me in directly from the front...... so let's go into the town where it's based and see how it goes"
"Master Luon, are you looking for the protagonist?
"Right...... so you won't be able to trust me if I tell the rebel groups the fact that the enemy is coming. I know how to do it a little bit, but I'm going to have to use the enemy."
"Using?"
I smile back at Sophia.
"Simply put, we're going to push our enemies back."
"I see it's not that hard to succeed or defeat your enemies with the strength of Mr. Leon and his men. Using it to get into the organization."
Richard with a convincing look...... he's right, the situation is going to be irrelevant about the area.
"... Sophia, just for the record"
"Yes."
"I don't think we'll find out if we don't tell you that Sophia is the princess of the kingdom of Barks."
"Right. I've never met anyone in this country myself, and I was wondering if it would be okay."
"Okay. In a direction that doesn't talk basically about the neighborhood."
"Yes."
All right... and here's Richard asking me.
"Mr. Luon, am I counted as a force of war?
"... if you can use a lot of demons, that's all you get. The rebel group side is being pushed into a predicament. I think Richard's help is above all else."
"I hope you're not afraid."
Richard shrugged his shoulders, along with his tearing words and actions.
"So, Mr. Luon. Once we get into a town with an organization, we'll see what happens for the moment?
"I'm going to... well, you just want to find the main character and the leader"
"Oh well... Oh, and Mr. Luon. One thing is, do crusaders target and attack rebel groups?
"No, maybe he's willing to burn down every town to see from the work currently being done"
"Do you mean all the doubters will perish equally?"
"Oh. I'm pretty sure there"
"Plus, you have to fight"
Sophia says forcefully... I agree and we both rushed ahead.
I almost wanted to procure a weapon if I could, but I only have the funds to cover the current level of travel expenses, so no. I figured I'd have to give up on this battle because when it comes to being able to counter the Marquis of the Four Dragons, the value will be strained...
Well, even magical compatibility can be used, so do you have a hand in borrowing someone's weapon at worst... while we think about it?
Eventually, without a glitch, we'll get to town - named Puolite. Quite the size of the town, but the number of pedestrians walking around town is small because it is not a trade route.
For once, keep your head down. It's a town where walls exist, but honestly, it's not a place where you can play defense. Even if the rebel group side gets the information the army is invading and is ready for it...... it will be tough in both number and quality to counter.
"You two arrange an inn."
Richard says, "I'll take care of it," and leaves. I'm gonna walk out of town.
I used the demon in advance to investigate the situation in the town. The influence of repression is still out here, and people's expressions are dark.
What's more, from now on, the people of the town will be ravaged by the Imperial Army without knowing why... there must be some, but not all, who will cooperate with the rebel groups. From those people, it would be unreasonable.
"Exactly. We need to stop those murders."
If you are going to fight... even if you are going to deal with the Marquis of Four Dragons, you can handle it. I can't defeat it, but I can stop it, so I can do as much as I want.
So, what kind of action is the rebel group at the time... walking right now wondering if I can find out around it. The status quo, it's a departure from the story, but I'd like to find out what's going on within the rebel groups if I can.
From what I've checked with the user demon, I couldn't confirm Yusuka's appearance... well.
I enter a tavern on the street of town. Daytime but once open, some of them, though somewhat. There are occasional members of the rebel group in this place... or there are leaders...
"Ah..."
Counter located at the back of the store. There's someone I was hoping to find.
Probably waiting for someone in the tavern...... beautifully manipulated blonde is so out of tune for this tavern that she can feel elegant at the point of hindsight. Even the appearance of sitting is out of place and I get the impression that I am even a nobleman.
As a matter of fact, it's the chivalry class - no, because I'm a former knight, it doesn't mean I'm often wrong about the area.
His name is Abel-Fontias. He is the person who leads the rebel group "Sword of Heaven" to which Yusuka belongs, and also one of the three who possesses the credentials to become emperor.
Beautiful shape, long length, and brains. If you also say that the arms of the sword are clearly high, it is so difficult to even look for the earliest part... but I guess his worldly excellence was disastrous. Eyes on Nehmeisa, murdered and left the knight. He then formed an organization from the emperor's rampage.
In the story, he gathered considerable popular support, and there were also face-to-face achievements, beginning with Yusuka, so much so that he was deified. I can assure you that I am a person who possesses enough charisma to be a key element in shaping the organization, and enough to qualify as the leader of the organization.
I look at him as I take my seat. Think about what it's like to look at a back that never moves. Crisis of organizational survival. Plus, the crusaders are pushing from the capital... and I don't know if he knows anything about it.
Did you feel your gaze on the lid, or he turned around. I'll stay out of sight for once. Turning again after a while, he was talking to a mercenary-like figure.
It's not a distance to be heard... but Garc speaks here.
"You can hear the conversation with my magic."
"... you could have done that?
"While traveling with Lord Luon, I built a little magic."
"Why again?
"Lord Luon seems to have the guts to stick his neck in the commotion. I was wondering if there was any way I could cover for you... for example, stealing information from your enemies. '
"Oh well..."
I'm telling you, I don't usually use it either. Until I did because I thought the situation was urgent. "
"I know. I don't have a hobby for eavesdropping either... quick, please"
Calling, Garc used magic.
Only a little - a degree of magic that Abel and the others won't even notice wraps me up. I was wondering if they would suspect me if I was sent a gaze, but the two of them are focused on the conversation.
So, a conversation popped into my ear.