That night Ray taught the chefs of the inn how to cook hamburgers. About ten people gathered in the forest a few days' walk from the imperial capital.

"And what's going on over there?"
"It's no good. He seems to have been quite carefully prepared to fight against us. I don't know what kind of power he is, but I saw him being dealt with as soon as he was found there."

　Originally, moonlight would shine on the surrounding area, but being in the forest, the soft moonlight falling from the shining moon in the night sky would not reach the ground because it was blocked by trees.
　Those who were speaking in the midst of it clapped their tongues abhorrently.

"d*mn, who said that Count O'Brisin was not good at this trick, and that he could easily sneak into it?"

　One of the shadows spat out abhorrently, as did the others.
　Originally, they should have confirmed the military power of the third prince's faction, including the leader of the flag, Mercurio.
　That's their boss...It was ordered by the second prince.
　The second prince, Schles, naturally noticed a close fight between his brother and his brother.
　That's why I took this opportunity to send my army out to overtake the cabbages that were above me.

"Where did they pull in the beast from?"

　Yes, there was a demon soldier in the Third Prince's faction whose senses were more developed than usual.
　Fortunately we were scouting from afar, so we were not attacked, but in our eyes we saw a spy or agent of some power being captured by a demon soldier.

"I don't understand," Theoreum had the direct control of the Mystery."
"But the Mystery must have already been taken out of Theoreum's hands by the influence of the Spring War?"
"They are the ones who want to rise in revolt within the Empire of Bestia. If you think about that, it's not strange to think that you're going to use all the military power you can use."
"... and what do you do after all? If you have a demon soldier, it's pretty hard to sneak into that position?"
『……』

　The last voice silences everyone there.
　Indeed, if things go on like this, it will be difficult for them to fulfill the command given by their lord. It was because it was true that I couldn't help but think so.

"Whatever you do, it's hard to do anything with this number of people. Then how about asking for reinforcements?"

　When one of the lurking people in the forest says so, suddenly voices that are not theirs echo around them.

"Well, that might be nice if we can get through here."

　The moment they hear the voice, they jump out of it.
　Each looks around behind the trees growing in the forest.
　The instantaneous judgment is that of those who work behind the scenes.

"Well, it's a pretty quick decision," Everyone seems to be safe even though they're here to see how we are. --is that the better of Kabazid'said he.

　one's elder brother Kabazide With that word, everyone here realizes the true identity of the Lord of the Voice.

(His Highness Vihela!?)

　It was only natural for a man accustomed to this kind of work to be astonished, but only to be able to speak in private.
　Pewee, Pewee, Pewee!
　A leader in the group whistles his fingers.
　If you can give a simple instruction based on the pitch and length of your finger whistle, leave and gather at the second meeting point.
　It was such an order, but only a few of the people who heard it were able to act.
　Noticing that there was little sound of the whistle coming back, the leader tried to escape in the midst of trees in the forest, clapping his tongue inwardly. . . . . . . .

"Oh, where are we going? It's a chance meeting, so why don't we have a little more fun?"
"... Your Highness Vichela, why are you here?"

　The leader muttered involuntarily to the person who appeared from behind the trees.
　As I heard in advance, I am not wearing armor.
　Even the moonlight falling faintly through the thickets of trees can see the outfit as if it were visible on the other side.
　At first glance, he only looked like a prostitute or dancer, but the leader did not act as if he were off guard. 　
　In fact, I haven't received half a reply from my friends, who had about ten of them so far. That is to say, in this short time the woman in front of her has overthrown -- whether she fainted or killed -- her allies.

"Why? The peep-monger who came to see us ran away, and it was only natural for a lady to pursue him?"
"...I honestly don't think you should be dressed like that."
"Oh, I wonder. But the person I have in mind will love this kind of outfit, right? ... maybe."
"As a man, I advise you that the clothes that Mr. Vihela wears certainly stimulate a lot of deep parts of the man. However, it is not good to stimulate too much, so I think you should refrain from doing so if possible. Besides, modesty as the second princess of the Vestian Empire is necessary."

　While we talk to each other, we watch out for each other's gaps.
　However, in the case of a man, he is looking for a chance to escape, and in comparison, Viehla sees a chance to attack him to distract him.
　However, Vihela has an overwhelming advantage.
　A skill named by the magician and Vihela that directly impact the opponent's interior through magic.
　With it, even if the opponent wears a full plate mail, he can ignore his defenses and damage the opponent.
　And the man Vichela now confronted was equipped with a leather armour dyed black for secrecy. You can expect a certain amount of damage, not to mention using your hands.
　If you use magic items such as the back of your hand and foot, you can only expect to have a defense that can be easily cut.

"...wouldn't you be quiet and catch me? If you give me the information, I wouldn't be rough with you, would I?"

　Fortunately for the man, Vichela thought he was a subordinate of Kabazid, and never thought he was a subordinate of Shurus, the second prince.

(But that advantage is only now.)

　The man glances toward the dark forest.
　Many of his men must have fallen there. That being the case, some information leakage is inevitable. In particular, it will be known sooner or later that they are intelligence forces under the direct control of the second prince.

(I'm going to take my life before I get caught and spit out information... well, how many people can make a decision? The only salvation is that I am the only one who has escaped. It will be at least possible to deliver information to His Highness Schles. Who attacked us...)

　Vihela smiles glamorously in the moonlight as the man thinks like that inside. 　
　A charming expression that makes you fall in love for a moment even if you are confronted with a man like this.
　But it was completely unexpected for him to say such a man-inducing gesture.

"I tell you, it's no use expecting someone who has left the wood before you, Count Obrissin's men to hold his ground."

　The words bring back the consciousness of Vichela's almost fascination, and the man claps his tongue in his heartily.
　Few of Count O'Brisin's men can join forces. ... well, in this case, you could say very little. On the other hand, however, it is only when fighting individually that one can demonstrate one's ability.
　...yes, that is to say, this is the best opportunity for Count O'Brisin's forces.

"Is it right to say that His Highness Vichela...?"
"Yes? Anyone can do this?"

　Vichela told me as if it were nothing, but for a man I'd like to scream that it wasn't a joke.It takes a lot of money and time to raise people like ourselves. If they were so easily knocked down and captured, I could not tell them to my lord, Schles.
　I had to keep the humiliation of having to report it to myself, but nevertheless I had to avoid everyone being captured here.
　Whatever happens, I'm the only one who has to get out of here and let Schles know about the matter.

(Fortunately, Prince Vihela is the only one so extraordinary. In other words, if we could manage to scatter Prince Vihela here, there would be a high possibility that we would be able to escape safely.)

　At this point he had no intention of winning the battle against Vihela, only to escape.
　That's because I understand the difference in ability between myself and Vihela, and it's safe to say that I'm good enough just to know that.

"Well... if you don't surrender, will you let me go now.

　Stepping on the ground, Vihela kicks the ground and closes the gap with the man the next moment.
　Waiting for it, the man leaped backward and threw a knife out of his pocket.
　The knife came flying through the air, but Vihela created nails by applying magic to the back of her hand regardless. cut off a knife that came at one easily

"What!"

　They probably didn't expect to be able to prevent it so easily because they were confident in their attack methods.
　A moment of distraction from Vihela's movements is a crucial moment for the man.
　Suddenly I saw a Vihela in front of the man who had already kicked the ground, and his hand reached out gently to the dove...

"Huh!"

　With such a small exhale, the magician's palm is released, and a magical impact is generated in the body.

"Shit..."

　He was a man who sensed danger, but was unable to put it into words until the end, and fell unconscious.
　Watching it, Vihela watches for a few seconds after falling to the ground just in case, kicks lightly with her toes and breathes relief when she finds herself completely unconscious.

"That's it, apparently," I know that night is the stage for fighting against this kind of opponent, but it's really bad for beauty. I hope my skin isn't rough when I see Ray. What do you think?"

　The only place I could see was the forest.

"I think Mr. Vihela is attractive enough as she is. To be honest, Mr. Vihela said Rey... was it crimson? I don't know why he was so obsessed."

　However, despite the situation, I heard an answer, and at the same time, it was an elderly man in his fifties who emerged from the forest at night.
　However, the body is muscular and well over 2 meters tall.
　Hold one battleax in each hand, one larger than usual.
　His energy, which wields two battledaxes, is far from that of his fifties.
　Seeing that the blade of the battleax is also wet with blood, it is obvious that Date and Madness do not possess such weapons.

"It's about Ray said. I'm sure you'll show up when the battle with Kabazid's elder brother begins. ...I lost the final game of the competition. You could come to the battlefield for more power. If we meet then, you will see why I was attracted to Ray. . . . . . . . you will see that, Earl of O'Brisin."

　Vichela's words, as if she had some conviction, transform the stern look of the count of Obrissin into something suspicious.

"Why can Mr. Vihela say it so confidently?"

　The language is called by name only, but not by the person you used to serve.
　This is the reason why Count Oblissin was called so.
　This attitude dates back to when she once acted as a second princess.
　You could be charged with disrespect as a man who is usually rude. But the military and military exploits of the Earl of Obrissin himself. and, above all, Vichela himself liked the Earl of Obrisin, had kept this attitude unpunished.

"Well, I wonder if that's a woman's guess. --but I should have stayed with him now, if I could."

　information entered after escaping from the imperial capital In other words, Vihela opened her eyes in astonishment when she heard that the winner of the competition was immovable noise.
　You would have taken it for granted. Because it was a battle between Rank S and Rank B.
　But... still, Vihela thought Ray would win.
　Being out of line, I wanted to know what kind of battle Vihela had been as a warrior, and Vihela as a woman wanted to be on Ray's side, who must have been shocked.
　But considering his present position, he could not do it... and he remained in the possession of the Earl of Obrisin, believing that Ray would depend on his defeat.

"I'll bring back the faint ones. We must gather information quickly."

　Then Vichela gazes at the huge bloody Battleax and breathes out a sigh.

"I wish they would not kill me if I could."
"Hahaha," Don't be silly with me."

　In this way they would call in the men of the Earl of Obrissin, recover the faint, and return to the land of the Earl of Obrissin, where they were based.