Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

"Mother!"

Soon Alan rushes and leaves the wolf with a flash of sword.

Though the wolf who sounded properly flew away, he is still asking this one at a distance as he bleeds out of his torso.

Although Mrs. Beatrice gets up, she must have hurt her leg badly. The wolf's teeth have also partly torn the dress apart and it is covered in blood.

"How... Mrs. Beatrice injured?

Such musical books were not games. That's why Mrs. Beatrice thought it was okay.

There was also a short conversation where Alan, who was helped by staying away from Evrard Castle in the game, asked his mother, the Lady of Lords, to come after him when he left the fort temporarily.

Instead, that's all Mrs. Beatrice comes out with, so you said you didn't think it was this kind of combat system......

But it is. Why didn't Mrs. Beatrice follow Alan's army when she was like fighting for herself?

If it is a crisis of the survival of the state, there is no such thing as the life of a relative if he loses after rebellion. Leaving it to me and putting it in a safe place wouldn't make much sense. In such circumstances, Mrs. Beatrice should serve herself.

"No way, couldn't you?

What if you were injured and could only command the fort's defense, which is the stronghold, without being able to go with you?

That Mrs. Beatrice seemed to have come to the decision that it was impossible to fight any further, making sure to drag her legs and move toward the carriage, standing forward so that Alan could shelter her.

That's how Mrs. Beatrice shouted when she found me stunned in front of the carriage.

"Chiara!? Come on, get in the carriage!

I shook my head sideways and ran over to Mrs. Beatrice, who approached me.

"Master Beatrice is first!

A breeze of wind wolves blows, but walking with injuries to her legs supports the Lady at last not to fall. After seeing how Mrs. Beatrice was doing, Mr. Clara was in a position to shelter us.

Other knights and soldiers are coming down from the horses and confronting each other. Because I can't handle the breeze that blows from time to time, while riding.

In the meantime, folks, I can see that there seems to be someone injured, but not taken care of.

The horses were put together behind the carriage, but wonder and the wolves didn't even look that way.

... Normally, wolves target horses that feed?

I questioned it, but soon I would just push Mrs. Beatrice into the carriage and it would fill my head.

"Mr. Maya, please!

If you call, Maya will pull up powerfully the lady who can't get up the carriage tarrap. And so I reached out, and my heart beat very hard.

"Ugh... ku"

Unexpectedly I look back at the strange palpitations that only catch my breath for a moment.

"Mr. Chiara!

Mr. Clara called me screaming - no, I didn't.

A wind wolf running in from the side raised his voice properly and was stabbed by Mr. Clara's sword. The wind wolf, more and more overthrown on the ground, is spasmodically but gazing at me.

What, was this wind wolf targeting me?

"Mr. Chiara, get in the carriage!

"Ha... wow!

I replied and tried to get in the carriage, and, hey, a wind wolf descends on the roof of the carriage.

Did you wind up and jump on it, the gushing wind caused me to fall and Mr. Clara also deflected his attitude.

And the wind wolf jumps straight at me.

"Hey......!

Why!? I can only be surprised. Something's really after me!?

I couldn't move the spot, staring at the mouth lined with wind wolf fangs,

At one hair's end, the back of the black cloak and dark green jacket stuck in front of me, breaking one jumping apart.

Splashing is red blood.

Mr. Wentworth, wearing some of that, looks back and wrinkles between his brows.

You tried to rush me, Alan, who is closer to me than you were earlier, and the soldiers who were beside the carriage, are fighting against the wind wolf who wants to attack me with their heads up.

Definitely. The Wind Wolf is after me.

It's not supposed to be a mistake because the wind wolf's eyes are hiatus on me.

But not this one, I think.

Wind wolves are light. Soon we wind up and jump up so high that the sword can't reach us. It's like being targeted from all directions.

Yet this one can't move to protect the carriage or me...... hmm?

Why don't we just get targeted from all directions?

I got up. My legs are not shaking. I can get the power right.

And while Mr. Clara was awake for a moment, he tied it to make it a little shorter so as not to spread the hem of the dress - and ran out.

"Mr. Chiara!?

"Hey!"

Alan, whose name Mr. Clara was screaming in a screaming voice, was just looking back at this one and checking his surroundings, is opening his eyes.

But I can't stay put.

I turn to the back of one end carriage. So we make sure the Wind Wolves jump over the knight's head at the edge of his eyes, while flipping and rushing past Alan's side into the wood.

"Mr. Wentworth, step forward a little bit! Mr. Lyle and Alan stay there and blackmail him!

Run, me!

Moving my legs crazy as I died, I ran jiggly avoiding the trees.

Advice, the three wolves who came after me will line up because they will follow me away from the trees.

Among the trees grown in crowded conditions, it is difficult to use the wind to jump up. That's why the Wind Wolf has to run, too.

But I know I'm about to get caught up, so I fly out of the woods early to go for Mr. Wentworth.

Running past Mr. Wentworth's back again between Alan and Mr. Lyle on the way, a wind wolf was looming directly in front of him.

"I see."

Mr. Wentworth, crushed like he was convinced of something, skewers the wind wolf vividly with his sword.

Alan and Mr. Lyle took two wind wolves whose legs were stopped by the body of their buddy from the side.

Side by side with that. I run out again.

Two more are approaching from another direction.

I run out of breath and I'm about to stop. But you can't just fall here.

"Oh, please!

I enter the place where the three soldiers have been hardened to slip in.

It was them who were surprised by the sudden change of direction of the wolves they were confronting and the likelihood of chasing me, but soon beating the wolves straight ahead.

Alan and Lyle followed the wolf down to the ground.

- If I aim, if I move, the Wind Wolf will come running for just that. He was aiming at me blindly, so I'm sure he thought he'd follow me faithfully, even on the wood.

So I turned the wind wolf consciousness to me and directed the wind wolf not to jump up.

With Alan's arms, it's easy to defeat someone who's not conscious of you. As expected, they defeated the Wind Wolf, who was concentrating on their prey named me.

I sit on the ground and get my hands on it.

Finally I could take it all down. But I'm not happy with my breath anymore.

After I managed to only undo the hem of the dress, I was only breathing in recognition of how to defeat the wind wolf and that I didn't have to run anymore.

"This, moron!

This one also runs around with a sword and yells at Alan for raising and lowering his shoulders.

To the loudness and intimidation of my voice, I accidentally shrunk my shoulders. It's frightening, Alan.

But to frighten me, Alan didn't forgive me.

"How could a guy who was too weak to die right away have imitated that! What would I have done if I hadn't been safe!

"'Cause not like that."

Didn't everyone get hurt? Moreover, given that Mrs Beatrice was unable to take part in the battle, a terrible reasoning is made.

If it's that injury, maybe a month before it can heal and run around? But Mrs. Beatrice didn't even go out on the battlefield after the Evrard Castle offensive. Then it is possible that he suffered a deeper wound.

If I had been in the carriage, the wind wolf might have broken the carriage and caused Mrs. Beatrice to have to fight even though she was injured.

I don't want Mrs. Beatrice to feel any pain any more.

Moreover, in this situation, other knights and soldiers may suffer worse injuries. Even though we may have to fight only the armies of one country and the armies of the Borderline Lord from now on.

Actually, there are more frightening guesses.

If the reason Mrs Beatrice doesn't join the war is as I expected.

If things have changed as per the game, then Ruein should be attacking us by the time Mrs. Beatrice gets hurt and can't fight.

Don't wait for nearly a year more...... they might attack you in the fall.

If things change in an unexpected direction, I can't predict what will happen.

Even though Salehardo says he hasn't made any moves so far, I'm afraid I don't know why the hell Reggie will have to come to Borderline Uncle Territorial. That's why I was afraid to even let Alan and the others get minor injuries.

After all, I can't handle magic. What happens when there is less power......

But I can't explain everything.

I was the one who got upset holding the no longer explainable, but someone touched his hand on that shoulder and raised his face.

"Is Mr. Chiara hurt?

It's Mr. Wentworth. I nod in the usual sober eyes. Then he praised Alan.

"You can't blame me for what's past, Master Alan."

"But..."

"It's also true that thanks to her, everyone was safe. Besides, let's make leaving this place a priority now. It would be troublesome if other beasts caught by the smell of blood came along. Master Beatrice is also injured."

Alan gets a stiff look, then he nods honestly.

"Okay...... you said too much, Chiara. But why don't you explain it to me?

When I stand up with a nod to Alan, I take Mr. Clara's hand, who looks at me worryingly, into the carriage.

"Chiara, were you okay?

I almost smiled at Mrs. Beatrice, who was concerned inside.

"I'm fine. Wind wolves have also been wiped out. Let's hurry home, Master Beatrice."

I was worried about how to explain this sense of crisis while helping Maya, who was making allowances that way.