Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

After that, it's my turn.

We must get the people who have buried them in the dirt out of here.

The air vent was left open, but locked in a dark place and left for nearly an hour. Though to protect, I'm sure you'd be in trouble and you'd have made me feel scared.

Thanks to the fact that the Luainian army is away from where it was placed, I also approached the scene with ease.

When you remove the covered dirt ceiling and make a simple slope, the soldiers who help you walk through the slaves who were sitting inside to take you to the Falgian camp.

The rope was cut because both the dead slaves were still connected by rope. Still, the people who were enslaved, they don't ramble, they don't run away. He walks with a dark look and a blur and following these instructions.

Among them were people walking with their faces firmly up.

Everyone is still young. About ten men from a boy my age to his thirties or so. They really caught my eye in the kind of person with a look who also forgot to relax and cry.

But they don't escape either.

When Reggie and Alan showed up to stay away for a little while, he moved to the beginning and asked from them.

"Are you the chief officers of this army?

Seeing Reggie with a funny face, Alan responded by stepping forward with no expression.

"That's right. I'm in charge."

Although Reggie and the others think they need to talk, they also assume that they're suddenly coming at us, and I'm guessing Alan is going to be the understudy.

But what the hell are you going to talk about?

As we watched, Mr. Cain and the young slave seemed to be the same age.

"I want to hear how you're going to treat us. You didn't kill them all on the battlefield, you did something to protect them, so you're gonna use them for something?

"Right. I am willing to use it if I say so. Of course, you will obey. You don't look like you can do anything else."

Alan says to push it away, but it's a fact.

Because the slaves were to be treated as meat shields, there were clothes and matches, and the shoes were melted. Soldiers are brought preserved food and such just in case, but they won't have it either.

Running away would starve to death, or robbing a neighboring village or something, and any of them would be caught and killed.

I guess I won't run because I know that...... And I'm too grown up. It's like being under control, apathetic but following someone.

No way, is there any kind of covenant even with Count Patriciere? But you don't even hate it when the countryman dies? Would I do that even though I might die?

At the end of my gaze that bothers my head, Alan proceeds with the conversation.

"I want you to go back to your country."

"What?"

The said slaves, round their eyes. Half of those who were losing their temper also looked up surprised.

When it comes to slaves used as soldiers of war being instructed to fight after their capture.

"You don't have to fight... okay?

It would not be impossible to ask him like that.

"Even in the next battle, the Luainian army will use slavery. And let the countrymen who came forward escape this way. Ask them to call upon their promises to free their fellow countrymen. After that, we'll ask them to return to their country."

"You want me to go back to my country... are you serious?

Alan nodded to the question of a leading youth slave.

"Your number is the number. Even in this case, it is bone that keeps the food convenient. However, there are conditions. After giving him the weapon, he returns to his hometown. Fight the Luainian soldiers of our own country instead."

To this word, I was surprised, too.

The slaves would have been all the more so.

"We... You know you're a person from a country invaded by Ruein?

"When I let you scout, I'm letting you look that far. The kingdom of Tordi, isn't it? Of course you must have a grudge against Luain. Whether the family was killed or treated as slaves in the same way, there must be a reason to take the sword in your hands to regain the country anyway"

Alan looks around at the slaves gathered together, saying, "Let the beholder put it on..."

"I can't accept as this one that I don't want to go back to the country. And then I'll have you decide what to do on this occasion.... to see, are you the slave compilers you've been transferred to?

And Alan turns his gaze to the teenage boy, behind the young man who came forward.

"To find out, is that Toldi's royal family or a nobleman who draws royal blood?

A leading young man opened his eyes. But he didn't change his expression any more, but the two men behind him who were with the boy changed their place of standing to protect him, as he panicked.

"That's a hit. You guys didn't seem to find out, but we know there were multiple people moving to protect only him until this one was protected."

He nodded to Alan's words, as did the leading youth.

I was honestly surprised that I hadn't been able to observe that much. At the same time, I could see why it was kind of under control. Aside from whether or not you're revealing the identity of this boy, I guess the people around you were leading the other slaves.

To ask and execute an opportunity to let everyone or just the boy escape one day.

Eventually, the sheltered boy took a step forward.

The brown-haired, slightly younger looking boy than Alan said, looking straight back at Alan.

"Tordi's right to inherit the throne fifth place. It's Lux. I'll negotiate."

"Prince......"

In the words of the young man who was at the head, apparently this Lux boy turns out to be a duke's man.

Because his surroundings became desperate to let him escape... I'm sure the other heirs to the throne of the Kingdom of Tordi have been killed.

"If the supply of weapons, and returning us to our country, we have no reason not to cite soldiers. Especially now that Ruein is tearing up considerable force to attack Falzia, Tordi's defense will be thinner. But why are you doing this to us?"

What to be kind for. It was Reggie who answered the words of the prince asking.

"It's an investment in the future. If we stabilize this country, we'll have to attack Ruein sooner or later, because I want Ruein to be more vulnerable."

"I see. To sharpen the power of Luain."

The prince nodded as he was convinced by Reggie's words.

If you don't attack me, I'll pull and tie my lips.

Even if we put an end to this war of aggression, we just threw Ruein out. It won't be retaliatory, and Ruein won't accept the loss and accept the payment of compensation.

And Falgia, too, Salehardo's compensation alone is not enough to make up for it everywhere. In order to reward the knights and nobles under his command and regain them to some extent, Reggie has decided to strike out while Ruein is weakened.

The battle, this time alone, is not entirely over.

Though I knew why, and if I didn't, when I restored my national power, Falzia knew I should attack him more than I knew what kind of hand Ruein would use.

Though I felt complicated, I figured I would follow the battlefield.

As a result, all the slaves accepted these terms. It's a ship for them to cross, too, I guess.

In the middle of the night when he tried to go to bed, Count Patriciere came raiding.