Ruslas, the chief of Schulz who came to the command room, was a middle-aged man who looked honest.

I'm wearing fur reinforced armor, but I don't feel any sense of war.

Nevertheless, more than a thousand refugees? I don't seem to have decided where to go, but do you intend to remain a wandering people as well?

It won't be possible to join Philsand......

"Phew."

I had predictions that the devil had something to do with it, so I should have just stayed in contact with the Schulz.

... and exhale small and slap him on the cheek in an attempt to change the mood that he is likely to be dragged by regret.

Something soft touches my shoulder for a moment.

Turning his gaze, Crawler's white hand nearly pulled in.

There was a carefree color in her blue eyes, so I nodded lightly to show. It's her beauty to be able to worry about this kind of thing, but I haven't either, as I seem to worry about young kids.

"We, the people of Schulz, have decided to leave the land. General Darmund's eldest son will also be returned safely. Instead, I would like to ask for food assistance to guarantee the safety of transit within the territory."

I said there was no will.

There was nothing ugly about it. Even at Gangyi Castle, a complete away, the chief had no frightened look on his face.

The name Darmund is Duke of Philsand. Perhaps it is at least the will of the chief to call him under the title of first name and general before he was awarded the Duke.

"Guaranteeing the safety of passage" is not a great demand in normal times, but it will be a task for which the army of the Duke must be mobilized even if the Legion of the Dark (Legion) is walking wide.

It is also a story of exchanging the lives of his eldest son, Balzard.

"Hmm......"

Meanwhile, the Duke put his arms around the chief with cold eyes like he could even see in the garbage.

If I hadn't been told beforehand to take care of the children after taking back my eldest son, I'd be executing the sheikh on this occasion.

"The bandits do what they want..."

"If you're leaving, you can take your own."

Neither are the heavy ministers living side by side trying to hide their disdain and hatred for the Schulz. It should have been their Duke's side that invaded them, but still, if they had lived there for 20 years, Philsand would have become aware of their land.

……

Among the equally sinister looking heavy ministers and knights, the Duke's second son, Agbail, looked badly.

He was even trying to assassinate his sister, Elizabeth, or me, after his eldest son, Balzard, was presumed dead. If I knew that brother was alive, I'd be uncomfortable with that.

Most of all, Balzard, the eldest son, an unknown talent, and Elizabeth, unlike her general personality and abilities, I honestly have no interest in him at all.

"What do you say, General... no, Duke"

The chief called his opponent the Duke more sadly than regrettably.

By daring to call Darmund the Duke, the Schulz tribe, a native, also appears to be quite good at negotiating, such as offering the extraneous condition of acknowledging his rule, but the atmosphere and the content of the negotiations do not match.

That seems to have been the opinion of the Duke.

"Did you say Ruslas or something? That condition, what if it was blown into Balzard?

"Become!? No, that's not true."

Though the courage rests, there are still limits in some clan chiefs.

I couldn't seem to mislead the eyes of a hundred war-torn villains. I shake my head in a hurry, but it's like I've already admitted it.

"It's about that weak man. You tried to get me to protect you guys by using you as a trading material where I could get away on my own, right?

"Ugh..."

When you honestly listen to the Duke, do you mean that the Duke's eldest son, Balzard, is cooperating with the Schulds? Besides, to protect the Shulls.

I also feel careless as a key figure on the Duke's side, but is he as kind as Elizabeth said he would be?

"But you do...... Lord Margils!

"What?"

As I toured my thoughts looking at the people in the command room, the Duke seemed to have come to a conclusion. Suddenly he called me by name, and I rush to switch consciousness.

"As you can see, more than 5,000 Legions of the Dark (Legion) are approaching my Philsand."

"Sounds like it."

"You can say this guy is a little 'big bred' (bleed). Normally, one or two of the castles or cities will perish."

"Ko, Duke......?

"What are you saying?

Rather, the surroundings teeter on the words of the Duke, who acknowledged the judgment and the desperate situation.

The chief hasn't kept up with the story either.

"But with you, it's not the same story. Can I count on you?

Are you going to come here, get out lousy, but hold me?

The Duke's eyes were unusual in his ambition and desire, but there was some desperate ringing in his voice. I feel like it.

"Oh, whatever. The Great Wizard, Geo Margils, is on the side of all those who fight the dark."

And he put his strength upon the duke, and upon his men, and upon the chiefs of Shulls, and upon his companions, and upon his belly, to sound good unto him.

If you don't constantly recognise it this way, the Great Wizard's persona will soon be stripped.

"Then I will be under you until I defeat the Dark One. Give me directions I think I need you. Including these guys, of course."

These guys, the Duke said, pointed to the chief with his jaw.

"I understand."

"Hey? Who the hell are you?

The Duke's men won't be sure what's going on anyway. The chief changed his blood phase. But from now on, it's a fight against time.

"Chieftain. Let me guarantee the safety of the Shulls. Let's get Deane back safely."

"Get Deane..."

"Crawla, stay here with the Ills and listen to Chief Ruslas. I want to make as much of the Schulz hope as possible, but in the worst case scenario, I can accept it at Jeetaias Castle"

"I'm very aware of that."

"Duke, I need you to temporarily accept the Schulz evacuees to Philsand. You can charge me the cost here. I want Elizabeth to negotiate with the Shulls."

"... I understand"

"Come with me for the rade. Deane also joins the Schulz evacuees. I hope Lord Balzard can protect you there, too. Then scout the Legion of the Dark (Legion) and beat it on the spot if possible"

"It would be good"

Honestly, I don't know what to do now, such as the treatment of the Shulls. But if you can't get around to it yourself, you just need to take my buddy's hand. And lately, it's finally starting to seem like it.... When I was a member of society, I was preaching to juniors about how much I said, 'Don't hold me in alone' or something.

"Well, let's go"

"Oh, wait. I don't know how we're gonna do this, but we're gonna go to the Dark One now, right? If I may, will you take him with you?

"Ha!? Father!?"

Agbail shouted like a scream about 'the guy' who raised a barbaric voice.

"To be able to use these guys like you said. I want to show you something called a ghost right away."

"Oh no, I'm like fighting on the front line..."

"Shut up."

"... is... no"

He wasn't interested, but he's the son of someone who plans to form an alliance in the future.

It's not a bad idea to keep a little in contact with him for Elizabeth's sake.

Seeing a silent agbail with a blue face, explore the spell's perception of moving four people fast at a time...... snort.

"Okay. Let's keep your son. I'll be back tomorrow, even if it's late."

phantom horse (phantom hose) I put out for a long time.

It is a magical horse that flies through the sky with an aura of black flames in its body.

I was fortunate to have 'prepared (charged)' the spell twice because I often went away here.

Now we were splitting on two phantom horses (Phantom Horse) and flying through the Philsand South sky.

"... Ma, can't you see everyone yet... ooh"

"Almost there, come on"

It is the princess of the Schulz tribe who finds herself in my hips, trembling and taking the reins, "Head of the Martial Arts" Deanne.

"I don't want to die... I don't want to die..."

Behind the phantom horse (Phantom Horse), manipulated by a rade running side by side in the sky, is the Duke of Philsand's second son Agbail on board.

Hours of travel hundreds of times faster than a normal horse, overlooking barren plains covered by rocks and sand.

"That's it."

We discovered a flock of people whose rade was hiding behind the hills.

Sure, a thousand or so? It doesn't count a bit immediately, but it's a long line of tired people carrying and dragging their luggage.

As soon as you reach that overhead at the speed of a phantom horse (Phantom Horse).

"That's certainly the people of Schulz! Oh, hey! Ooh!"

Deane gets better in Russia and waves out loud to the bottom. But.

"Look forward."

The rade issued a sharp warning.

further back of people's rows.

There were pitch-black creatures who spread on the ground like black carpets and told them to eat them at the rear of the refugees.