681 Episode 0681



Rey and Count Obrissin, facing each other at a distance, look discontented as they draw down their weapons.
 At first Ray was half reluctantly associated with the Battle of the Earl of Obrisin, but as he was fighting, he had begun to enjoy himself in his own way.
 As long as he was clearly on his side, he could not have used the armour of the hegemony as a training table, but there was no doubt that he was a first-class opponent, unlike the bandits who had fought before he came here.  
 I thought being a combat freak was a lot of trouble, but I can say that I'm used to it as long as I have an acquaintance of a combat freak named Vihela.
 The reason why Count O'Brisin looked displeased is that he could have been stopped from being more easily immersed in battle.
 Staringly, I turn my eyes toward Theoreum.

"What are you imitating? It's just from now on."

 A regular soldier would have the power to lose his nerve. Theoreum, however, opens his mouth as if it had nothing to do with it.

"That's why," If we had kept fighting like that, we would have gotten serious about each other eventually. We don't have enough military power, so we can't waste our time here."

 Sears, standing next to Theoreum, nods unconcernedly at the gaze of the Earl of Obrissin.

"Well, to waste our fighting power here would be to the advantage of the Empire... No, Prince Kabazid."

 It is no longer possible for the Earl of Obrissin to continue the fight, and he puts the two battleaxes in each hand behind his back.
 It will certainly be fun to fight Ray here. But as long as you are on our side, you can't fight to kill and kill.
 Moreover, Ray is Vihela's lover. I couldn't possibly kill the lover of my former loyal partner.
 He must have felt that he would never enjoy fighting against the overwhelming power of the Empire by sticking to such a half‐baked battle.

(But if it is all right to fight against this crimson, and fight to be killed, it is a different story.)

 It's definitely the fighting instinct that keeps the battleax in check but glances at Ray.
 Ray, who accepts it, breathes a little sigh and then opens his mouth.

"If I were to fight anyway, wouldn't it be better to fight against a bigger opponent?"
"Oh,"

 Being told the same thing as he had thought, the Earl of Obrissin grinned ferociously.

"You get along, don't you?" Well, I like it. Even with the cutting edge, it didn't seem like there was any double-mindedness towards Vihela. It's Count Gurgast Obrissin. I think I'll have a good fight with you."
"...so I'm telling you you don't want to fight Ray."

 Theoreum says so with a wry smile at the words of Count O'Brisin.
 Still, he looks faintly relieved because he thinks there's no better fight.
 Watching their conversation, Ray smiles bitterly as Seto approaches her with round eyes.

"Grull?"

 Ray smiled and scratched his head, saying that there was no problem.
 There's a peaceful atmosphere here, but in the middle of the night... there was such a battle near the position. Then, of course, the others in the position will notice, and people will gradually gather.
 However, the fact that those who came to Japan did not come to Japan in the sense of sightseeing, but brought weapons such as long swords and spears to deal with the situation when something happened is proof of the morale and high level of training of this third prince group.
 The soldiers who come together in that way, knowing that it was Count Obrissin who was fighting there, looked at Ray and stopped moving.
 As long as they were subordinates of Theorem, the third prince, these soldiers naturally participated in the battle together in the Spring War to Celemus Plain, and many have seen Ray.

"Oh, hey... oh, hey..."
"Oh... You're lying, aren't you? What's crimson?"
"But as far as I can see, isn't it on my side?"
"...what? Did you win by any chance?"

 A small build floating in the moonlight and a set of Gryphons standing beside it.
 Soldiers share their impressions with each other, without mistaking one for another.
 The demon soldiers who hid away from the soldiers were also interested in Ray.
 It was our first battle in public, and it was the biggest reason why we lost so beautifully.
 That's why it's safe to assume that if Ray is on their side, they're already on their way to victory.
 In fact, it would never be impossible for those who took part in the Spring War to come to the battlefield. In other words, it is better to have more military power in the sense of kicking away the third prince's faction at once.

"Well, I see," You seem to have a lot of trust from the soldiers. --a kind of awe, if anything."

 At the soldiers' words, the Earl of Obrissin says so with a happy smile.
 However, few people will recognize the expression as happy. Most people would rate it as a fierce carnivorous smile that found its prey.

(Mr. Dusker, this Earl of Obrisin... why are there so many men of such a strong complexion around me?)

 Even Elk, who was not in the background, would not be considered a good man, and would rather have a strong face.
 Thinking this way, Ray opens his mouth to the theater.

"And I hear that Vichela is sleeping... will we meet tomorrow?"

 The abandonment of the word Vihela causes a stir among the soldiers around me again.
 They came together after the war with the Earl of Oblissin ended.
 Most people still don't know about Vihela's relationship with Ray. In fact, it's not as if Vichela is publicly announcing that she has a crush on Ray, and it's nothing for Teoreme or Siance to go out of her way to tell her about it.

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you, but do it. -- just to be sure, did you come here to help us?"

 There is no doubt that Theoreum himself came to join them, judging from Ray's character and behavior. But it's because Teorem knows Ray very well.
 I'm not sure if the other soldiers around me expect it to be half way through.
 In order to gain that conviction... to raise the morale of the soldiers, Theoreum asks Ray.
 Their third prince's faction is overwhelmingly inferior in terms of military power, so they probably want to prepare even a little more encouraging materials.
 Ray never knew Theoreum's intentions, but he still had a definite answer.

"Of course,"

 Short... but surely the soldiers express joy at Ray's answer in affirmation of Theorem's words.
 But before the soldiers explode, Ray spins his words again.

"But I will cooperate with you as an adventurer. purely for the purpose of battle I'll make it clear that I have no intention of serving after this civil war. Well, if I were to serve, there would be many objections."

 Theoreum has no choice but to agree with Ray's small, shoulder-shrugging words.
 Ray's power is certainly attractive. But Ray in front of him... no, the man nicknamed crimson brings more trouble than that' That's why I'd be more busy in many ways if I really wanted to serve. Given the time and effort, no matter how attractive it was... even Vichela was not inclined to ask for an officer, even though she knew that if things went well she might be able to return to the Empire of Bestia.
 But...theoreum did, but the other man there seemed to be different.

"Why don't you serve Mr. Vihela or Prince Mercurio?" I should be able to fight with you without getting tired of it."
"The Earl of Obrissin,"

 a reproachful Theorem's
 When he heard the voice, he shrugged his shoulders as he understood it.

"Well, that's all right, then," I'll only entertain you to the fullest extent while you're gone.""...I'm on my side, anyway,"

 Whatever you think of it, Ray looks around again after he breathes a sigh at the person who sees him as a fighter, not a friend.

"A lot of people are gathering,"

 The numbers are already gathering, which is not enough for twenty or thirty.

"That's true, isn't it? It's only natural that the soldiers nearby should come in if they make such a big show."

 Sheence, standing next to Theoreum, mutters, expressing that she is still dumbfounded, with little movement in her face.
 Rey nods to that remark.
 It wouldn't have sounded like a shrill metal, as it wasn't really a battleax and death-size match with each blade. But that seemed to have been enough to draw the soldiers close by.

"Well, at any rate," It's time to ask now, but shall I ask you now? The fact that the third prince's faction was treated as a rebel means that he was able to save his target prince without any trouble, didn't he?
"Oh, I have to thank Ray for that. Thanks to you, I was able to rescue Mr. Mercurio safely. I'm grateful."

 a deep‐bowed Theoreum
 When the soldiers around them saw it, they yelled in small.
 We never expected Theoreum to bow so easily when he came this far with themselves.
 However, it is true that Ray participated in the competition and sent many of the people who would normally have stayed in the castle to the arena.
 If Ray hadn't joined, it would have taken more time to rescue Mercurio.

(If it had been just as Prince Kabazeed intended, it might or might not have been the same with or without Ray.)

 That's what I think, but it's still true that Ray saved me. That being so, it was nothing special to bow down.
 Ray waves lightly at such a Teoreme.

"You don't have to worry so much about it." But to Vichela's brother, who was saved at the heart of the matter -- tomorrow, too."
"I'm sorry, but that's what happens. at this hour."

 Indeed, as far as the moon's position in the night sky is concerned, it's already midnight.
 Then it's not hard to imagine sleeping like Vihela.
 Mercurio is, in the first place, a symbol of the Third Prince's school. If the symbol of this was a cloud around his eyes due to lack of sleep, it would affect the morale of the third prince group.
 Knowing this, Ray is convinced that he will not be able to speak out again until he wakes up in the morning.

"And, then, Ray. In fact, if you should see Prince Mercurio, don't act rashly."
"... a careless move?"

 What are you talking about? That's how Ray looks, but coming back to it is a little bitter smile.

"His Highness Mercurio is a brother and sister of the same mother as Mr. Vihela."
"Oh, now that you mention it, Vihela used to say that."

 I had heard about the situation since I naturally decided to participate in the competition and help.
 As Ray asks, "What's wrong with that?" Theoreum continues with a wry smile.

"His Highness Mercurio adores his half-sister, Mr. Vihela. --if it had not been for that, he would be the best lord."
"But, Mr. Theoreme," A lord who is too perfect will keep his subordinates at a distance. I think it's easier to be friendly if you have some faults."
"... well, it may be,"

 It's true that a man who does everything by himself has no complaints about his ability. But it leaves the person alone, and most importantly, if something goes wrong, he or she can run away alone.

"I understood what I wanted to say. You'll have to be very careful. "And what shall I do until morning, if you like?"
"As might be expected, we cannot treat such a person as crimson. -- well, let's get a tent ready."
"No, there's a magic tent, so I don't have to worry about it. Well, if that's the case, let me be spoiled. Surely Seto is good, isn't

 Theoreum nods unhesitatingly to Ray's affirmative words.
 I knew he was a subservient, and that he would never go on a wild rampage, but I thought it would be better to have someone close to me to hold him back.
 Especially in this position there are many people who took part in the Spring War.

"Well, then, let Ray and Sett be tents at once."
"Well, then I'll show them around,"

 When he told me so, it was a man who came out of the soldiers and gave me the impression that he was a good man.
 Seeing him, Theoreme mutters his name in spite of himself.

"Tiyur".