Ver, whose torso was cut up and down, fell to the ground. Seeing her, Arla suddenly looks around.
　Only four magicians fell to the ground unable to move a finger. Yes, even though there were five magicians here at first, only four died under the control of Ver.

"The other one is..."

　I muttered and looked around, but only those who were fighting against the other demons in the distance. Elena's Guards Knights are often seen, especially around here, as Arra fought. No matter where you look, there is no one left.
　It was only natural that Ver might have killed him if he was nearby. The only surviving beetle demon had already left the scene. In addition, he encountered Ray while he was on his way to reporting on Ver's case to the Sians, and ended up with his torso divided up and down just like Ver.

"... the Guards Knights?"
"Dear Arra!"

　As Arra mutters to Verle's end, she is suddenly called out from behind.
　Looking back, Arla saw a middle-aged man with blue hair about 10 years older than herself. This man, who serves as vice-chairman, has a much better bodyguard than himself, and is a subordinate to Arra, but not a bright opponent.

"It seems that you were safe, too, Macheen,"

　He must have a position as a Knight Commander. Instead of always talking to Elena or Ray, they speak in some stiff tone.

"Yes. As far as we can see, there are two dead and 13 seriously injured among the group members."
"Well, two of you?"

　With a sigh of sorrow in his eyes, he turned his gaze straight to Ver, who lay on the ground.
　Following his gaze, Mechen realizes whose face the amputated body looks like.

"Ver!? Captain, this is..."
"Yes, Ver Sails, who used to be our fellow countryman. the end of it."
"Is this Ver?" Well, it seems to be quite a change."

　Mechen also learns from his boss and sighs at the sight that he would never have noticed without his burnt face and four eyes on the tentacles of a tree root growing from his left shoulder.

"To be honest, when I heard of Ver's betrayal of us, I wanted to kill him with my own hands, but when I see him, that sort of feeling disappears."
"Well, even when I saw the scene of the betrayal with my own eyes, I feel nothing but pity in this situation. for it was the last time he had been swept away like a piece of garbage, not taken against him by his enemy."
"What? Wasn't this done by the captain? His torso is in two."

　Arra looks at her deputy with a fixed look on her face.
　Of course, I am aware that my strength is extraordinarily high compared to normal ones, but I am still not convinced as a woman.

"It's a word that gives me a good understanding of how Mechen normally looks at me. Unfortunately, however, I'm not the one who killed Ver. Ironically, it's Mr. Ray, the man whom Ver hated from the bottom of his heart."
"Mr. Ray, I suppose, is Mr. Elena's..."

　The information that Elena is thinking of Ray is also known to Mechen, as he is the vice-president of the Guards Knights.
　Of course, Elena didn't tell them, but she wanted Arra to make sure that the bad relationship between Ray and Mechen would not get worse.

"I was looking for Mr. Elena, and it seemed that he had come here by chance... when he saw me attacked by a demon soldier under the command of Ver, and he saved me." though I cut him off from behind with that scythe."
"Is it a scythe? According to information from the Larx army, it seems to be a very large scythe. He manipulates them like hands and feet, so even if it's physical strength, it's better than the captain..."

　As Mechen told her so, Arra saw something moving in a corner of her vision. Yes, the roots of the tree grow from the cut surface of the ver ver ver, whose torso is cut into two parts, and they try to connect to each other.
　When she sees it, Arla forces her side to brush aside Macheen, who is standing almost reflexively blocking her and Ver on the ground. To brush it aside, it was done with the strength of Arla's arm, which is called rigidity. Naturally, Mechen blows sideways several meters and falls to the ground.

"Wow! Captain, how angry is everything... then... what?"

　Isn't it too much to punish Arra for listening to the joke she made just now? The words were muttered with such a meaning, but what Mechen, looking up, saw Arla with the roots of the tree entangled in the power axe.
　And of course the roots of the trees entwined in Power Axe fall to the ground.

"Still alive in that state!"

　Stunned, he quickly rose from the ground and drew his sword from the sheath of his waist.

"Captain!"
"I'll hold this root! Macheen, crush your body and head!"
"All right!"
"Kae-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke-ke

　Ver, whose body has been amputated up and down, screams uncontrollably.
　The roots of the trees grow from the cut site and try to tie them together by stretching the roots of each other to the upper and lower bodies. At the sight of it, Arra grimaces with disgust.

"Vel, have you given up your dignity as a man?"
"Oh, my God, I didn't get this kind of body just because I liked it. I failed in my assassination of Elena... in the way!"

　He tries to stretch the roots of the tree to Mechen, who is about to swing a sword down his head, but before he does so, he sees Arra approaching the roots of the tree, which had been entangled in Power Axe, and he is forced to move on to intercept it.

"He used to be my companion. Rest in peace!"

　With that word, Macheen thrusts her sword point sharply into her head. Realizing that interceptions at the root of a tree are too late, Ver leaps up using his right hand, which is the only human hand left hand.
　Becoming a beast soldier probably improves his physical abilities themselves compared to when he was a human being. Ver's body leaped up nearly two meters, though only his right hand had sprung up.
　But... it was Ver who was originally the type of person who fought with the brain. The demagogues have slowed the thinking, disturbed the mind, and diminished the quality of judgment. Yes, if it were Ver, he would have understood what jumping into the air meant.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

　It's roaring!

　a blow fired with all one's might, grasping the powerax. The sheer force of a blow would have outstripped Elena's, and Ver was floating in the air to manage it, and the only reliable root of the tree was unreliable to prevent Arra's blow, and there was no time to avoid it. As a result... the giant Battleax blade swung down hits Ver's head and sinks into the middle of his four eyes, detonating his head.
　brains, bones, meat, blood, green liquids that would have been influenced by the demagogues. With them scattered around, when Mechen looked at Ver's upper body, which had fallen to the ground, nothing was left above his neck.

"If you break your head, you won't be able to regenerate it any more."

　Earla, muttering, looks from her neck down to her upper body and from there to her amputated lower body and raises her eyebrows uncomfortably.

"Just in case, Mechen, I'll crush the rest. I'll crush your upper body, and you ask for your lower body."
"...I think it's better to do so." I had my torso cut off, and I didn't think I could move that much."Drawing a sword from the ground, he turned his gaze to the lower half of his body, which was amputated around his abdomen.
　There, the roots of the tree growing from inside the stomach were wriggling, wondering if he had lost his head and not yet died.

"What did the Vestian Empire think about and make such a thing?" ... Ver, my former colleague's mercy. At least rest in peace."

　With the words, the heavily wielded sword swings down to Ver's lower body.
　Next to him, Arla was also wielding a power axe down to her headless upper body.

　Ver Sails be born and raised as the second son of the Baron Sails family In the course of his growth, he began to find pleasure in murder, but he never revealed it, and even his family never knew him. The whole family transitions from the Kingdom of Milliana to the Empire of Bestia, where Ver himself is seriously injured and used as an experiment to create a life force-focused army by an alchemist in the Department of Witchcraft. One in 500 people was tested for a low survival rate, but succeeded in surviving. However, during the experiment, the spirit has changed. After that, he acted as a magician and participated in a surprise attack using a metastatic stone in the Battle of Ceremuth Plain. He was fighting against his former colleague, Arra, when Ray casually slashed him from behind and cut his torso in half. However, he was still alive in that condition due to his special characteristic of being a demon soldier specializing in the life force, but his head was crushed by the blow of Arra and he died genuinely.

"I don't know what you were thinking. But this is the result of your own choice. Take it seriously."

　Shortly informed, Arra's gaze turns to the lieutenant.
　As Arla of Elena's life, she has no feelings for Ver, who betrayed Elena.

"Machen, we are going to help our friends. We must preserve the strength of all the knights now."
"Is Mr. Elena all right?"
"Mr. Ray is on his way. That's all I have to say for you, Mr. Elena."

　In Arra, Ray's ability is seen as a trustworthy consideration. So I'm frustrated that I can't go to help Elena, but it's still definitive in Arra that Elena wins over Theoreum when she goes to help.

"Here we go," Even if we dismiss this surprise attack, the war may not be over yet. for we must secure as much of Mr. Elena's strength as possible for that occasion."
"…I'm getting tough physically. I'm glad the captain has the axe."

　They were going to the battlefield to help their comrades with a wry smile.





"Well... General Hime, you've improved a lot compared to before."

　Theoreum plays the tip of the connecting sword diagonally backward to the right, which flies in an unexpected direction, and calls out to Elena in front of her while keeping her distance.
　Even Teoreme, nicknamed the flash of light, is getting a little puffy, but the face of Elena is so cool that it is no wonder that Teoreme utters a weak word.

"Well, what do you think?" I don't think my arm is up, but my arm is down? I've heard that I joined the third prince's faction. Wasn't he too busy fighting for power to train?"

　Elena, returning the articulated sword from the whip to the sword.
　But Elena doesn't have enough room to spare. Well, inside, I was surprised again by Theoreum's ability. I've been at this level with myself, who inherited the power of the Ensent Dragon in the ceremony of succession. Even though I'm not completely using the power I've inherited, my physical ability is much better than before. Having been neck and neck with her, the bluntness of Elena's words meant nothing but provocation.

"You are certainly better than before. But it's not enough to do anything about me unilaterally. Then all I have to do is believe in Sears, who was on his way to avenge the Earl of Arius, and maintain this situation. I'll keep it for a while."

　Theorem, holding his sword on top of a military horse, says so.
　Even Elena was aware that time was her enemy, let alone the battle between herself and Theoreum. Therefore, Theoreum's words bite my navel inward. Still, there was nothing I could do about it, as long as I was the only one who could hold back the Theoreum on this battlefield. ... yes, until then.

"Squeak!"
「……？」
"What!"

　Calls that should not be heard in battle reverberate around.
　Theorame's quizzical face and Elena's smile at the cry.
　With the sword in hand, I turned my gaze for a moment to the sound of the cry, and I saw a beloved man holding a little dragon and a scythe, as Elena had expected.