After we stop by the group, we jump off the carriage and set up our weapons.

Naturally, many of them were upset by what we looked like because it would take the form of an unintentional strike.

When Zahr waves his sword against them so loud, the flame wraps their bodies around them as if it were a shovel away.

But still, they come forward to this side without us thinking.

Petenburg shakes them like that and drops many heads.

... I'm used to seeing people die, but I can't stand it inside.

I pull out my dagger like that, and I cut it to one of the nearby guys, but that's prevented.

At the same time, the wound on my arm that was stabbed yesterday, it stings and hurts.

"Damn, not yet......!

I wave my sword precisely at enemy weapons while keeping my arms in check.

But they seem more certain in their arms, and all of that is discerned.

... These guys are strong. At least, each and every one of them is better than well-trained soldiers.

They are more monstrous than they are.

I finally drop the soldier's weapon in front of me on the ground and stick a dagger in my neck.

But by then they had cleared up more than half of it.

"If we're going to pull here, we're not going after him either. Die or live, choose."

I warn the soldiers that Zahr has become less than half sword tipped, but they will continue their assault unchanged.

But such are they, too, wiped out by the flames of Zahr and not even left with dust.

That's when one boy jumped out of the trees and waved down his sword toward Zahr.

But Zahr took it with a sword in his rear hand without even trying to see it.

"You're so brave. Did you think I could handle this by myself?

"If you don't try, you won't know. I don't give in to villains like you."

"Bad guy, you say?

Bettenburg laughs unexpectedly at his words.

He glances at Bettenburg like that, but his gaze pierced Bettenburg's back.

"... I'm Fiadora-If. As the head of the Ife family, I will wipe you out here."

"To make everyone happy, huh?

"Exactly. Now, die here."

When the blonde boy named Fiadora thinks he's disappeared, he dives into Zahr's pocket and stabs a spear as tall as he is in his stomach.

However, it did not penetrate his body and the tip of the spear began to melt.

"You'll do it. I was going to stand up better than the soldiers here, too."

"... are you done with your entrustment?

Zahr stares at Fiadora over his glasses.

At that moment, Fiadora distance herself like a disease, and when she takes a spear from a fallen soldier nearby, she stands again.

"That's just a handful of research. Let me test you for what I really deserve."

"Right. How'd it go?

"It's passed. Pleasure."

"Right."

Zahr sighs, while turning behind at more than fiadora speed, sticking a sword in his back to his neck.

"You seem confident in your speed, but you should realize that you are not good enough to show off."

"Nah......!?

"I'll have you dead. Something like you is something I never want to see again on the battlefield."

As Zahr tries to pull out his sword as it is, someone can contain his arm.

Seeing it, there was a middle-aged man with a mixture of strange gray hair there.

"You can't. Such a future young bully."

"... who are you?"

"Oh, was it nice to meet you? Then I have to say hello."

In the middle age, after scratching his head up, he stretches one hand straight in front of him, which was sticking in his pocket.

At that moment his body disappeared to melt before turning behind Zahr.

"My name is Nicolai. I'm the Cardinal of the Wise Men's Act. Say hello."

"... are you a witch?

"Oh, that's a good idea. It's a hit."

Nikolai tries to nibble at Zahr's head.

But when Zahr flies back and dodges, he shrugs his arms back into his pocket a little too bad.

"But mine is a spell, not magic. So there's only one downside to it."

"What is that!?

"That's..."

Nicolai grinned as if he had come up with something and suddenly let the knife he had removed from his pocket empty.

At that time, the blade was not supposed to have arrived, but Zahr's arm was suddenly cut off.

"I won't tell you,"

"I see. Apparently a nasty force..."

Zahr waves a great sword at a man who is completely alarmed.

At the same time, so much flame burned from the ground that it burned through the woods.

But this flame is caused by magic, and I don't care because it's easy to digest.

... At that time, everyone thought he had defeated him.

But suddenly I hear voices from behind Zahr and he just seems surprised and turns around too.

"Whoa, that's dangerous. But I think I'd rather have that power with mine."

"What...?

"Go now. I'm just here to help this girl."

Nicolai gives the direction in which it is said that there is a city of mercy in his jaw.

At the same time, hold the fiadora aside and go into the back of the woods.

But Fiadora seems dissatisfied with him like that, and he rambles and tries to escape from his arms.

"Cardinals! Do you mean to miss them!?

"Nothing to miss, you're not a loser. You can't win. Let's just run away."

At the same time as that word, the appearance of the two of them disappears.

At the same time as I dropped them off, there was silence around.

Looking around, Bettenburg had cleaned up all the soldiers that were so large.

Bethenburg exhaled his words breathlessly as he wiped away the bloodstained monocle with a cloth.

"The Yves look pathetic, too. Only an incompetent son will have sympathy after your father's death, even if it's someone else's family."

"But it was more real to call me Nicolai. If they don't miss it, maybe..."

"Oh, even if you were losing. The opponent is the Cardinal, number two of the Wise Men's Act. I didn't think he was the one to be insulted, but not so much..."

They wipe the blood on each other's weapons as they say that.

In the meantime, I could only see them like that.