Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

"Damn, I won't fight. Am I not me..."

Even after time, Mr. Emeline's words were still in my heart.

"Well, when it comes to fighting, you can't fight. Young daughters run away from marriage stories, not even civilians. To live alone, only because you know it's tough."

My master, who brought me by hanging from the waist, matches my words that way.

Unlike Japan in previous life, this world is often disastrous.

The situation and hygiene concepts are also better than in the middle of the West ~ recent times in the original world, but since there is nothing convenient about electricity or cars, women lose when it comes to arm's length battles.

Probably for those reasons this world is a male-dominated society, and if you're not a man, you won't even listen to me, which should often mean you can't even make a deal.

If you hadn't picked it up at Evrard, I would have lived with fire at the tip of my nails, too, and I couldn't help but see irrationally, what could have happened.

Still, it must have been very shocking for Mr. Emeline, who thought it was better than dying and popped up, but was aware that he lived quite protected in a house that would be brought to nobility.

Blessed, I also think.

That was a decision I could make because I knew 'what if'.

So I don't want to forget what it would be like if I didn't meet Alan and the others and I couldn't be a magician.

I went outside the fort to do something I couldn't do yesterday.

All the bodies were taken outside and placed separately by allies and enemies.

Even if it was the body of an ally, it could not be buried beautifully one by one, so it was collected in one place.

I'll deal with you first.

Even in the twilight, the number of people there was still out there for the task of transporting and separating the bodies and collecting the artifacts.

Beyond that we can also see a small group of cavalry and infantry.

Turning around the corner of the wall surrounding the fort, they would be the Marquis of Azur, who also looked around at the surrounding enemies.

I know very well because I sing aloud......

"Isn't that man right for the enemy?

I can only laugh bitterly at my master, who says I'm pompous.

"Well, if you see anything, you'll be the earliest to know... with that voice"

From the gate I came out, about three carriages came out. He must be a merchant who's been carrying food or something. I brought my stuff in, so I think I'm going back to the nearby town.

I spoke to the soldiers in the place where a handful of bodies were arranged.

Even if I say a few, there are dozens of them.

I had the family recovered the artifacts and put them to sleep because I had been informed that I would be buried.

The soldiers who welcomed me were relaxing their cheeks.

In the present situation, which may not be long until the next battle, we may have had to soil it and leave it. So he's happy to be able to bury him properly.

After seeing the body disappearing in my surgery, beneath the ground, to be sucked in, I pray with the soldiers in the sacrament of the funeral.

So the next time I was trying to move the body of an enemy soldier to the place where it was stacked,

"Oh, please! Just this, just this..."

Unexpectedly searched for the Lord of the Voice in the voice of a woman.

That was where the bodies of the enemy soldiers who were about to head were piled up and abandoned behind their right hand.

Is it the soldiers of the Marquis of Azur, who was singing economically earlier, who are stopping with dozens of soldiers? In the vicinity, there is a woman picked up by a soldier.

Oh, and I think.

He was among the enemy soldiers, probably the family of a Delphion man.

Ruein was picking up this fort, so the private soldiers of the houses that managed the area, etc. had no choice but to fight as the Ruein side if the houses they were hiring were giving to Ruein.

I guess that's why he's the one who came looking for the body of his deceased family.

I tried to take a step forward.

"... disciple. Stop it."

My master, who sensed what I had tried to do, withdrew in words.

"But master. Of someone who's already dead, it's as good as it looks."

They are the ones who can no longer be enemies. If you are originally from the same country, even more so.

"You're a special kind of magician, but you don't do too many things on your side..."

"But who says anything but me? There's no one I can tell you."

There's no way I can tell the soldiers. He was an enemy, but I can't believe I missed him because he's originally from the same country.

The opponent is the Marquis.

Nobles with territory also have the right to trial. If you buy a recession, you may sin and be dropped by sinners. Exactly, Reggie. 'Cause your eyes won't reach all ends.

Besides, the Marquis has a big name.

Because he was an enemy, he said.

On several occasions I have also heard complaints about my burial.

But I could have been an enemy, too.

You took a step, or you just didn't.

But if the lives of myself and my family were at stake in that step, would someone be able to take it? I had nothing but myself, so I just thought I'd find a way to survive throwing it all away.

"Rather, from now on, there will be disputes in the country. I have to get Reggie to think about the rules."

That's what I talked about, but now it's time to walk out.

My master sighed, but only said I was sorry.

Closer, it was still the situation I thought it would be.

A middle-aged woman, beside the body of a still young soldier, is reaching for what the Azur soldiers seem to have taken up.

What was featured was like a pendant to put a picture in. But it must be from poverty, it was made of wood.

"Dear Azur,"

If you get close, the Marquis Azul will turn to me soon.

"Oh, isn't it the magician's house? What are you doing..."

"I came to bury the body."

With that said, sprinkle the copper ore all over the side of the body.

"So why don't you give me that pendant, too?

"Fine. We have also heard that enemy soldiers are buried in order not to cause anything to develop a disease. Your Highness has taken the lead?"

"Exactly."

Without any doubt, the Marquis Azur instructed the soldiers to give him the pendant.

A woman cries out in despair.

I received it, with that pendant on my knees and hands on the ground.

"Stay away"

The said marquises distance themselves from the sleaze and the body.

Hundreds of bodies, I guess, are bleeding and smelling strange, because even if they get used to it on the battlefield, they don't want to be around forever. Two soldiers who came with me, and a middle-aged woman who wept, dragged him away in a different direction than the Marquis.

I move the soil to make holes and bury all the bodies at once. Put the dirt from the dig you were moving aside and put it back on the hole again and it's done.

Even in situations where we just have to bury them together, they calm down a few steps more than the wild ones.

The middle-aged woman, who the soldier made her leave to drag, was flabbergasted that everything quickly fell under the dirt.

I stopped by her like that and, yes, offered her a pendant to let her hold it in her hand.

"Come on, come on."

Urging, the woman looked half-hearted and saw what she had in her hand, and for now she stood up and walked out.

"Hey, you know, Mage Hall, that's the enemy's..."

"The enemy is after he has already buried it. You don't know who's got what, do you? If the Marquis had kept his mouth shut, there would have been none."

"There's no way I can do that. As Your Highness's minister, you will not miss out on any unnecessary deeds."

"It's okay. You can't protect anyone, and your enemies won't perish, no matter how much you stab a sword in the body. Dead people don't come back either. I just took things from a decaying opponent and gave them to people."

To my reply, the Marquis of Azur is black-and-white with his eyes as to what the hell to say.

"No, but... Sure, you can't fight anymore if you're a corpse... But since these people are on their way, some of them may be dead."

"Isn't that an emotion that should go to a living enemy? Besides, it was originally from Delphion… it is a people of Falgia. Because if they don't invade, they have to follow Ruein to protect their families and their land."

Marquis Azul leaves his mouth open with Pocahontas.

Perhaps a way of thinking like mine, I don't understand. But that's fine.

Falgia has always fought other countries, and it is impossible to change the customs that have been cultivated in the meantime, in one word of mine.

It was then.

"Be there. Have you buried the body of the enemy yet? It's a shame. I thought I'd be able to pick up something that's going to sell."

If I did, the weather sounded like something I'd heard somewhere.

At the end of his turned gaze was a carriage approaching us with a smile and a young man with a familiar face.

I think I did have red hair before...... that, why brown today?