When Ashtarot, the demon king, disappeared from sight, the old knight, who had refrained behind him, opened his mouth.
"The Count must also flee with the Demon King..."
When the old knight says so, he slashes and dumps the hive worker in the Broad Sword.
The Count explains.
"This wound. It's no longer helpful. Then it would be the Lord of this castle, and it would be his father-in-law against his fathers, who could be fulfilled among the Lord."
… and continue.
"I also want to reward my men for being corpses for people like me. I want you to boast in heaven that your Lord is a brave man who did not yield to ants and such."
…………
The old knight is silent. You seem impressed.
Then, and more hive workers, slaughtering and killing ants one after the other.
Meanwhile, the Earl of Ismaria, who was injured and lost a great deal of blood, sat on the throne as it should.
Putting out a small portrait from the nostalgia. It was bloody painted but it had a beautiful daughter written on it. Similar to Jessica, but not Jessica. The mother.
Count Ismaria speaks the name of the person.
"Beatrice......"
Her name was the name of her own wife, Jessica's mother, who died.
She disappeared when she gave birth to Jessica. She was a very weak woman.
Originally, it is not suitable for childbirth. The child was not to be given birth, but when he realized it, his wife was pregnant and was to have a child.
As a result, his wife was to die, but with no regrets. However, would it be regrettable when it comes to my wife's oblivion and spoiling Jessica too much?
"- Well, it's past."
Leaking to a sense of self-derision, I remember when I met my wife.
My wife was the daughter of a neighboring aristocrat. It was patriarchally homogeneous, but the problem was that the predecessors were not close to each other. The Count fell in love with her at one party, but it was something that worried him about how he would accomplish love in both of his dog monkey friends' homes.
The Count does not have the power of a plot like Ashtarot the Demon King, but only then did he fill his head with plots.
Not in the normal way, let the bad rumors of the aristocracy of the surrounding marriageable age circulate as a fluttering language, give money to the fortune tellers, make them recommend the counts far away, and so on.
Wife I got by every means I could, but it was worth it. The days since I married her have been exactly the golden age.
It was the most glorious part of the Count's life.
- However, from other people's point of view, that golden glow is also a disguise, I guess.
One day, his wife sits grounded in front of the Count.
"Actually, I have a baby in my tummy."
What, why, apologize for such a thing. Not good news, I thought so at first, but my wife says, shaking her body.
"It's not your child"
I was shocked by the words, but soon there was a guess as to whose child.
My wife was actually engaged to other nobles. The Count gave his wife away in the form of a forcible gift from his nobility. I guess the nobleman got his hands on his wife before he got married.
Wife confessing with grieving eyes. The Count was strangely calm in heart.
"- It's a courageous confession. Don't do anything to waste your life. You and the child in your belly."
"- This child is a child of iniquity. Whatever your belly child is, do not put me in your hands."
"Where is the lord who punches his own wife in the hand? I love you. If that child is born, I will raise him. If it's a boy, I'll let the governor inherit it it, and if it's a girl, I'll let the best man in the world marry him."
"... Count"
My wife then continued to cry with the Count's breasts. Since then, the Count has never touched on anything about it. When his wife was alive, even after her death.
Is it about the old knight who is waving his sword in front of him who knows?
He did not divulge the secrets to anyone and served the Count's house until today. And he protected the Count to the end.
He was a loyalist among loyalists. If there is such a thing as the Hereafter, I would like to have a knight like him again.
Now, if you are encountering the past as such, the Count's time will come. Apparently, I lost too much blood. Vision shakes.
"I wanted to fulfill my promise to my wife..."
The promise was to find Jessica the best man. At first, I thought the Demon King's assistant would please his wife, but it seemed like a big mistake.
Aren't you happy? Not really, I thought Jessica's husband was no longer the only one with an assistant.
A man of sober and precise judgment, a clear brainchild that constantly circles every heel, a man of the highest rank as a mage, as a warrior, as a military politician.
And more importantly, a gentler demon king than anyone else. He was a benevolent king.
He forgives the Count for setting up the deception, and rescues him without regard for danger. And now he's struggling so hard with the ants that he can get his daughter to a safe place.
Being the wife of a great man like him would make Jessica happy like she was promised.
That's what I thought, but I'm sorry I couldn't see Jessica and Ashtarotto getting married.
When the Earl leaked a loud exhale, he put his soul on that exhale and drained it out of his body.
Thus the head of the Ismarian family died.
She is 47 years old. It was a fat, short life, but neither he nor the people around him denied that he lived happily ever after.
His last surviving subordinate, the old knight, confirmed the Lord's death, shed a glimmer of tears and said:
"… Count. No, young man, well, you've lived this world of war. Come on, it must have been hard. But make it easier now. See us from heaven."
When the old knight says so, he takes the will out of the Count's pocket and puts it in his own pocket.
And wave up your sword, and shake the Count's neck.
Because I didn't want Hive Worker to take the Lord's neck. You can't take the Lord's neck from ant to ant.
When the old knight carefully wraps the neck of the Lord in his cape, he wraps it around his back. Run straight out between the Lord.
Escape and fulfill the will of the Lord.
The will was to see Jessica happy.
Now that the Lord is dead, it is no longer acceptable for me, the old tree, to die. And then we have to live for decades to see where Jessica lives happily ever after.
That was his service as a knight who served the Count.
The Earl's castle no longer belonged to alien ants, but it could not yield the last knight to serve the Count.
"As long as I am there, as long as the princess is alive, that is the castle of Ismaria. Look, monsters, wash your neck and wait. I'll get this castle back and show it to you someday."
When the old knight burned his resolve, he rammed into a herd of about ten ants.
- There's blood smoke.