The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start over.

He took control of the Grand Empire Cruiser and the transporter and captured them.

I received the report on the bridge of the Yangtze cruiser Pegasus.

Shapeshifter Raiders aboard enemy ships take control of enemy ship crews. He captured about twenty people who surrendered.

To be honest, we should destroy all enemy soldiers to protect our secrets. However, it does not feel good to kill without question those who have indicated their willingness to surrender.

It was also easy to imagine not having very good emotions from a Willidis human being. For example, with Early or Marcus? On the other hand, I think if it were Mr. Bell or Liana, I would have done it relentlessly.

I'd do it myself if I had to, but I'm disgusted, and I'm putting guests on this one in the first place. He, it's not a good idea to make their minds worse. I'm probably more worried about the Dark Elves not going back to their captives than...

Its dark elf people had been pushed into the cargo block of the transport vessel Quig Che.

The Shapeshifter Raiders did not release the container-like boxes in which the Dark Elves were trapped and consolidated their perimeter protection. Because if you open it up and you are attacked because you think it's an enemy, you can't even see it.

Now that the ship is under control, I'm moving to the Pegasus bow block with my interpreters, Mr. Lassia, Mr. Zuzara, Mr. Amira, and Mr. Vaud. Mr. Bell blurred looking bored.

"Oh, you didn't turn up."

"I can't help it. I wanted to see the power of the assailants in their debut today."

If I let Mr. Bell get ahead of me, I know I'm going to have no doubles. In order to gauge the strength of the SS assailants, I had them weigh themselves this time. If they seem to struggle, Mr. Bell might have had his turn as well. I don't have a choice.

We boarded the transport using a portal connected to an assault portal pod that pierced the enemy ship.

In the inboard passage, traces of blood remained on the walls and on the floor. The body I don't see is either cleaned up by Shapeshifter Raiders or disposed of in their own way, I guess.

"That's narrow, this is..."

Mr Vaud says cramped. Though there's nothing like hitting your head on the ceiling, for a big man, it could be a hard environment. When they are different, they are only wide enough to care about each other.

A sergeant from the Shapeshifter Assault led us to the cargo block of the transport.

"... in that container"

The assailants examined about ten rectangular objects 12 meters long, 3 meters high and 3 meters wide. Five of us have people inside, he said.

"Then let's free those who are captured. Mr. Lassia and Zara split up and tell him we're safe outside and we're not enemies."

"Okay."

"Okay."

The two dark elves nodded. Amira the girl dark elf looks up at me.

"Am I...?

"... right, will you go with Zuzala?

"Okay!

I think a 10-year-old dark elf girl is pretty valuable. Honest and good.

I saw Mr. Vaud and Mr. Bell in the shabby hands.

"Shall we inspect the other luggage while Mr. Lassia and the others persuade the Dark Elves"

Half the container-shaped boxes packed in this transport compartment say no creature reaction. Okay, well, what the hell are you carrying?

... Daiwa, I think it's a loot you took from the dark elves. Something golden-eyed, something that's going to be a weapon, something like that.

The dark elves who were inside the container were rescued. Thanks to the voices of Mr. Lassia and the others before his liberation, the prisoners who were inside were not rampaged or broken up, and ended without confusion.

However, many of the injured and those left behind in containers were debilitated, and I immediately arranged drinks and light meals for distribution to the dark elves.

Thanks to the portal, the soup and water went quickly, as well as the rescue of Elisa and the Shapeshifter Sanitary Guards, which saw an improvement in symptoms.

"Really, you guys, it's the end of the line."

Mr. Vaud did not even try to hide his impressions. The work went smoothly because Mr. Lassia took between us and his people. If they hadn't been in between, there would have been a refusal, and in some cases a clash, of rescue hands, with the roots of being kidnapped by humans.

Well, about 130 rescued dark elves. The degree of breathlessness and stress is immeasurable because it was trapped in a container that was not necessarily wide.

So, the contents of the remaining containers, three of which, as I stared at them, contained rare weapons and gold and silver from the dark elves. With the owners by my side, I can't say "treasure, wow" even if my mouth is torn.

There are two things left.

……

"Do terrible things"

Both Mr Bell and I, Mr Vaud, were stuck in words. Relatively, the dark elves who remained in strength also saw the contents of the container, and some exclaimed, and others cried down.

Inside the container was hanging the body of a dark elf. There was rope around his neck and ankle, as if hanging the slaughtered livestock, but it was tightly packed.

The cold air leaking from inside cools my legs. I guess the body was carefully frozen so that it wouldn't rot. Refrigerators, no freezers. The Great Empire is putting them into practice...

Mr Vaud is angry.

"The Great Empire guys, what the hell is this?!?

It's the Magic Army Special Development Corps that's kidnapping the subhumans.

"It was resentment that the blue-skinned elves slaughtered the people of the elves"

Mr. Bell snorts at me like he doesn't seem funny.

"But this guy..."

"Probably going to be some kind of experimental material"

I'll stick it up in the back of my chest, too. I endure rolling dullness.

"Preserving and transporting corpses frozen is probably part of it."

Why the Magic Army Special Development Corps is gathering sub-people is still under investigation and has not been able to grasp the reality. But I'm pretty sure they weren't doing bad research like Chimera Weapon.

Mr. Vaud bent his mouth to the letter to.

"The people who do this can't heal their belly bugs unless they put a drop on it!

The Dark Elves are lowering the bodies of their dead compatriots. To the tragic appearance of his companions, who lived until a few days ago, sentiments of sadness and hatred, and his voice wooded.

"Mr. Jin."

A sinking look, Mr. Lassia, came. Take a tall dark elf.... He had no right arm.

"This is the chief, Mr. Lucar."

"Marquis Gin Tokitumo, it's the first time I've seen you. First, thank you for rushing for our rescue."

Chief Lucar, who looks like a man in his forties. Dark elves, like elves, may actually be quite old because it is difficult to guess their age from their appearance.

He bowed his head and thanked him first.