The Peerless Kobold (WN)

When Queen Aristia and Cobolt were being guided through the underground tunnel by a guild master of bronze elves, the Grand Stairwell, which combines the lobby of the royal castle, gathered about two dozen civilians who were nearby.

"Hey, I wonder how many traitors..."

"There's no such thing as a guy who empathizes with a man who tries to pass a claim through violence, it's okay."

Some try to reassure themselves with unfounded assumptions, while others do not hide their anger.

"Finally, you outbursts, you fools who mark reform and so on!

Because of that short circuit, the Obsidian people are inferior to our white magnets.

While listening to the remarks of the conservative extremist nobles who glorified such white magnetic superiority, the guard chief Jist, who had just summoned guards working in the castle to the lobby, exhales a deep sigh.

(Sure... “the rulers cut off those who don't understand social mechanisms and just state their grievances as foolish, and the ruled look for the grievance bumping bad guys to justify themselves”)

Don't be shooting at me inside, I recall a young elf maid who said that with a curly hair.

(I thought she was the little girl who came to the table in the seven lights of her father, who became the new Chancellor, after Her Majesty hid and Lord Delphis was murdered... he's an unexpectedly brilliant guy)

In the evidence, the majority of the dystos themselves and the platoon captains had already been taken into the "moderate coalition” devised by Miss Eliza.

"Lord Zisto!

"I don't know what to do with rumors..."

Speaking from the large staircase leading upstairs, looking up the upper staircase with the twelve guards gathered in the lobby, there is a white magnetic elf in a chic dress with a black accent, mainly blue.

Listies, world tree witches and squire knights follow behind her as she comes down the stairs paying attention to her feet.

"What is it, Miss Eliza?

"No, your father said he would wait for the report of the guards in the throne room, but in some circumstances he wondered if it was necessary to evacuate everyone from the royal castle..."

"... I also thought it should be judged that way depending on the circumstances"

"What should we do then?

For the time being, the dysto recalls the reports of the guards who were on the observation deck.

"Well, the traitors are attacking the north and south gates, so in reality it will be either the east or the west gates"

"The West Gate is plagued by a crowd marching in protest, and the East Gate is openly quiet, with the possibility of a handful of ambushes and snipers..."

The aim of the reformist extremists seems to be to determine the family of Obsidian by means of royal castle domination and securing the world tree… but at the same time the killing and capturing of dignitaries on the King's side would be intended.

Especially the world tree witches. They should want to secure it.

"The crowd is holding back our 7th to 10th platoons wondering if the West Gate would be better then. Plus, it's possible to rendezvous with some of them and have them follow the escort."

"Mm, I get it. Then, after complaining to your father, gather together those who remain in the royal castle..."

"Ah, Master Eliza! We're responding to the World Tree Forest sensing ceremony! About two platoons!!

The "Forest of the World Tree" refers to a garden surrounded by a royal castle in the shape of Co, with giant trees of the name sitting in the centre. If you go through that compartment, you will reach the main entrance of the Royal Castle, beyond the door is the lobby and the large staircase...... I mean here.

"Huh!? The walls have been breached! Damn, that would be too soon."

"Guard captain, what do you do?!!

"Oh no, they're coming here, Master Eliza!

"You said you were okay earlier... Huh? Shh, shh, we have to run..."

The lobby becomes noisy as soon as possible, and some of them try to get out of the front door as they are.

"Wait, if you're evacuating, it's from the West Hall! There's already a traitor ahead!!

"Ha, ha."

The dystopian stops it and turns to the guards to skip the instructions.

"Consolidate the entrance, even if it doesn't count, and everyone in the castle will have about the time to escape! It's time to fulfill your duties as guards, and you will keep your lives with me!!

"Huh... make up your mind"

"I don't want to escape in front of my enemies when I have to, while I get paid"

Of course, fleeing in front of enemies is a great sin… If you become a long-lived species, you will not be able to forgive yourself for fleeing in the present situation as a white magnetic elf pursuing your own life.

After a short tour, they nodded at each other with a ready look on their faces.

"Lord Zisto, our samurai knights are here to help you."

"Lord Leia... thank you"

They, who would otherwise be the shield of the queen, are daily concerned with their readiness for times of need. For this reason, it is quick to determine your stomach even in such situations.

"Lord Eliza, if you'll excuse us for this... I beg of you all in the castle"

"Oh, okay, I'll evacuate you all."

Eliza is naturally also good at treating magic as a white magnetic elf, and her strength is considerable... but in the unlikely event that she fights here and dies, the conflict between conservatives and reformists who are stabilizing, in other words, between the white magnets and the Obsidian clan, could rekindle.

She therefore gave her consent after biting her lips lightly.

"Lord Zisto, Lord Leia, good luck... risti"

"Yes, I know"

The world tree witches spin their congratulations with their hands together in front of their chests.

"(Xgear) Protector of the brave (Zerness) Forest (Foreoa) Protector of the World Tree (Vieira)"

"(Gadia) Protect (Ect) Silver (Silva) Apples (Ilis) Give (Hoult)"

Light light flies around as if responding to their words, fogging as they illuminate the field with warm light.

"This is... getting stronger"

"Oh, wow!

"Did you have such a secret..."

"… I feel the heartbeat of the world tree"

Those who receive that blessing feel closer to the existence of the world tree, and they marvel not at the life force that flows through their bodies.

"We have strengthened the spiritual path that connects you with the world tree. Now we should be able to handle some temporarily powerful magic... but please don't push it."

"Thank you, Lord Listy... Everybody out in front of the front door and consolidate your protection!!

"" "Respond!

Boosting morale, he eventually hears the sound of leaf rubbing in the Saho ears of the dystos cementing the entrance to the Royal Castle main building, and dozens of reformed extremists, led by Gregor, emerge from between the trees...

"Ha, just like I thought, the number of soldiers is low! Adre!!"

"Oh, leave it to me, I'll blow it!

In response to Gregor's voice, which further sharpened his sharp eyes, a hooded elf reminiscent of the Mage creates a fireball between his palms, and those of his troops also assemble the attack magic formula of the wind and fire attributes…