Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

The Luein army walked away towards Baron Delphion's castle.

The Falzian army was to return to the occupied Fort Inion in order to reckon with their attitude.

During the preparation for its withdrawal… and I was coming to the banks of the Alesian River in the early morning.

Together, Mr. Cain and I are following unassuming personnel, Mr. Emeline, and the Lunars, too, because they are on alert shortly after the battle.

I can't take much time. But...

"I can't even really see the plague or anything in the riverbed."

I'm very happy this world doesn't have mosquitoes, but I figured it wouldn't be nice to have a lot of things flowing in the river water, or a flowable situation.

Even though wells are used in every town and village, rivers are also used as domestic water. If the disease spreads downstream, the people of Delphion territory will be in trouble.

"That's Mr. Chiara. But that kind of knowledge, where did you buy it?

This is the first time I've been questioned by Mr. Emeline standing on this, how do I explain this...

As I let my gaze wander, Mr. Cain gave me a help ship.

"Since moving to Evrard, Chiara has been reading various books in Uncle Borderline's library. Probably there, that's what it said. Right?

"Ah, yes. That's what I'm saying."

That's what I want to do.

As he nods, Mr. Cain laughs bitterly like a man. Thank you for your help.

That seems to convince Mr. Emeline.

"Borderline Uncle's library...... There must have been some old records."

"Yeah, there was an old Uncle Neighborhood journal."

I actually read and fished this, so I don't have to lie around it to get pompous words.

"There's something less historic about Delphion than Evrard. Things in the castle may also be renewed…. Some of them don't have old records."

"Why don't you have an old record?

If you're Evrar on the border, it looks like you've been burned in a war, or you've taken in the territory of Ruein as a loot and spread it out or narrowed it down, and in some places it's shallow in history.

Delphion is the inner realm of Falgia, so that's not supposed to happen.

"Delphion was originally part of the Marquis of Fergus. But once the Marquis of Fergus had disobeyed the king, the house was destroyed, and he was to give title to the head of the Delphion family, who was under the throne of the king of time, to divide and rule the Marquis."

Listening to such Delphion history, I make earthly shapes out of stone and gather the bodies a little further from the riverbank.

There were also bodies of enemy soldiers who remained immersed in the river, so we decided to collect them and bury them all at once.

Some bodies could not use the method.

It's a little too creepy...... Given the concentration of those bodies on the banks of the river, I think I'm the cause. I thought it was a stone dragon.

I also helped my health get worse then, and I didn't even realize I was too desperate to be in this condition.

"Sorry...... that would have hurt"

Even if I think I did something wrong, I think if I got in the same situation, it would just have been the same thing. So I don't regret it, but I wondered if I could have done it without suffering more.

"Don't worry too much. If you split into enemy allies on the battlefield, you have no choice. With people who didn't mean it, I would have been prepared. And if you were on the dead side, I wouldn't have thought they'd be sorry."

My master with me laughs like a villain when he says so.

Sure.

Whatever the reason, if you hold a weapon in your hand as a soldier, you have no choice. I know, but it's hard.

Such bodies shall be buried on the spot. The bodies collected were also buried at once by creating wide holes.

In the woods of the river bed, a large soil can be found.

There, he must have been on patrol alerting the scouts who were running late or lurking for reconnaissance, soldiers wanted to go through. They're watching us and talking.

"That... what are you doing?

"The generals told you earlier. The sorcerer hates the outbreak of the plague and does the sorcery ritual every time."

Something's already settled in as my sorcery ritual. This...

I'm starting to wonder if it's easier to penetrate by making up properly occult reasons, such as doing it for magical reasons.

"But you're the enemy...?

A lot of people have strong resistance to burying their enemies. The same was true of the loud Marquis Azul, who was baffled at the fort.

I'm getting thrown out and rotting away, maybe I'm finding a point in exposing you to misery.

It just seemed like the soldier under Mr. Emeline's father, Mr. Ernest, was the one who was looking around.

"But come on. We would have died on the enemy's side if Mr. Ernest had followed the baron too... Then you should at least get it buried."

If I made a mistake, I was doomed to the same fate.

Maybe that's what I think because I'm a Delphion guy who's split up into enemy allies in the territory this time.

But at least a little bit, if I were you, I could take the form that I want you to do this, so I wish more people would agree to bury me.

When I realized it, my master was tapping my flank to comfort me.

... Yeah, I appreciate it, but it's nice to meet you, Master.

It then took two days to get back to Fort Inion.

Because the injured have to be transported, and the soldiers are exhausted after the first battle, so they have to move slowly.

When they arrived at the fort, Alan and the others were moving the soldiers as they had decided beforehand or starting work.

Speaking of what work, because the majority of the soldiers will set up a tent or something between the outer and inner contours where they will sleep.

Since there is not so much capacity for rooms, etc. in the original fort, we cannot accommodate everyone inside the wall without doing so, so we have no choice.

Although it is reassuring to have a large number of soldiers as a force of war, I think it is quite difficult to have a large number of soldiers at times like this.

I also just offered to make a place where I wouldn't have to put up a tent, but it was rejected because it was after I fell ill because of the Viscount.

"Think of something you can do to help yourself."

and Alan paid me in advance, but I couldn't give up.

You're pretty anxious about the side of the gate or something.

So on my own, I tried to build more stone huts and stuff there.

"Chiara?"

Reggie found me somehow.

"I told you to rest, didn't I? We don't have much time for meetings, so why don't we go together?"

He smiled and grabbed my wrist, and I got towed.

Along the way, I just walked into the inner fort and thought the fort was looking a little weird.

There should have been no enemy assault either, but there is a somewhat anxious, bewildered face of the soldiers on the side who remained.

Before we arrived in Reggie's room that way, we wanted to check the situation early from the Marquis of Azur, so we were summoned to the meeting early.

There, with explanations such as the course of the war, it was almost up to Alan and the Earl of Enistell, as well as Mr. Ernest, to speak.

Mr Henry, Baron Delphion, has not been at this meeting, involving, for example, the fact that he was hostile until just a moment ago.

Finally, I found out what caused the soldiers in the fort to look weird.

"Voya?"

To Reggie listening back, Marquis Azul nodded, who had kept the fort.

"It seems there was a fight between the soldiers. Looks like it's even been a homicide..."

A painting of the fort burned in the middle of the night seemed to be a place to keep firewood, etc., which was a winter preparation.

It was still close to autumn, and there were times when there was no room in the war, and the amount of firewood there was not a big deal.

But the body of the soldier came out of the burn.