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

The flight magicians Eziog, whose disposition has been decided. The veils refused to become experimental material and tried to escape, but in front of the hangar, the path was blocked by a new group of Imperial soldiers.

Two officers, a dozen soldiers. But no one has a shield. I can break through with a push - Vail stormed without a problem.

"If I disturb you, I'll kill you, you bastard!

Following the veil, the avant-garde Eziog is also added. He's going to kick a bunch of Imperial soldiers and cut a way out.

But that's where the Imperial soldiers set up what looked like a weapon in their hands.

It was a weapon I had never seen. It looks like a crossbow from the way you hold it, but it's not a crossbow. The next moment, they emitted a blue and white light.

The barrier - when I thought so, a bullet of light already struck the body of the veil and the avant-garde boys directly.

Suddenly the sensation of the body was lost. immobile. The veils fell to the floor as they lay still.

"Vail!"

I heard Rite and his people from behind, but Vail and the others couldn't answer. Once again the blue flash illuminated the aisle and the screams and groans of the Eziogs wooded spirit.

On the platform of Castle Cos, a Grand Empire soldier convoy arrives. Senior officers from the Magic Army Special Development Corps descended from the transport boat as the castle guards lined up to pick him up.

Colonel Timpasta, the head of the castle, saluted the person who came.

"Welcome to Castle Cos"

"It is Colonel Perstadt Visley!

Senior Magic Army officers named themselves in a voice that often passes. Eyebrows like eagles in ruthless thin eyes, what an upright voice, impart dignity to the opponent.

"I'm here to collect Eziog."

"I know. I'm having some trouble."

"Are you in trouble with the Strayala?"

Colonel Visley stops and looks up at the ancient magical civilization-era fast ship that was the mother ship of the Eziogs on the platform.

Thanks to you, I'm going to a base like this.

"There's that, too, but there's another problem -"

"Still got something?

To the staring Colonel Visley, Tim Pasta replied without breaking his expression like Nobu.

"Lieutenant Colonel Gorse has been killed when Eziog, scheduled to be transferred, rebelled"

"You think Gorse's dead? I didn't get that report."

"This is what happened while the transport was on its way."

Shit, Tim Pasta told me. Sure, we can't help it on the move, Visley nodded.

"So, what about the Eziogs who planned the rebellion?

"All, again, we're in custody. Handover is possible. There were some sacrifices to the defense."

"You got me into trouble."

I told him to block it, and Visley walked out. From the platform's entrance and exit, a disappointed corporal officer and boys and girls with both hands in captivity appeared.

Visley stopped and nodded.

Captain Osnaa.

"Colonel!

The large officer had a bandage around his neck and right arm. Pickle and Visley's lips are distorted.

"You're out of control, Osnah..."

"Sorry!

"... I'll hear about the situation later. Get those guinea pigs on the ship."

"Ha!"

Captain Osuna leads eighteen Eziog men to the soldier convoy. While dropping him off, Visley told Tim Pasta, who was holding back.

"There will be instructions for the future of this base. As soon as the repair of the institution is complete, the Strayala will be transported to the secret laboratory in Eyrian"

"Understood."

Confirming sideways that Tim Pasta nodded, Visley walked to the transport boat just saying he was done for.

The Colonel of the Magic Army Special Development Corps disappears, and a transport boat roars the Reciprocal Institution and flies off. Colonel Timpasta, who dropped it off, turned his back like he had lost interest and just returned to Castle Cos.

"So? How long have I been in custody?

When an Eziog boy named Vail complained, he said in good shape, an Imperial Officer sitting in the seat across the street - Ebis replied Nico.

"If you promise me you won't storm, I will soon."

"... chip, it's not rampant. Weren't you dead?

"I don't know why I'm alive, either. Actually, I thought he was dead. But this is how I live. I'm free from the empire."

"For that, you're wearing imperial uniforms, aren't you?

"I'm just trying to help you."

Ebis shrugging his shoulders. Sounds like fun - I thought I'd watch. Is it time for me to come in?

"Mr. Ebis."

When I spoke, Evis stretched his spine.

"Yes, Captain Asarly"

He called me by a pseudonym in the Empire. Well, that's fine.

Incidentally, all the other Eziog boys and girls are aboard this narrow transport boat and have already been released from custody. I'm cheeky with the roll bread I prepared here....... happy sight.

"For now, we are wearing imperial uniforms but we are not imperial people. Rather, for the Empire, he is a man who strikes enemies, but when he hears that you will be persecuted and disposed of, he has come to the rescue."

"An enemy...?

The veil distorted his expression in a frigid manner. The red-haired girl - you were a retard, I remember - took a seat.

"Oh, that! Thank you for your help! Besides, I got this delicious bread or something."

"Fine, fine, don't worry about eating"

"I don't like it..."

If Vail told him to roar, Ebis said, still with Nico's face.

"Is there anything you like about others?

"Let it go, Evis."

"... are you guys always like this?

When I asked, Evis laughed bitterly.

"Yeah, he's always like this"

"Shit.... So, Captain Asarli... oh, wasn't he an imperial person? What are you going to do with us?

Vail spoke of the natural doubt, and the Eziogs turned their gaze as well. I can't help but be anxious about the future. Anyway, they were about to be dumped and reused by the Great Empire they were raised in.

"Nothing. I don't want you to do anything from me."