the next day when the rebels and the Fritziones joined together
　As we continue to post-process the battle yesterday, we suddenly find one of the soldiers standing guarding the area.
　For a moment, a soldier, wondering if another punitive force had arrived, hurriedly tried to inform his comrades of it... and soon realized that he had misunderstood.
　the leading man in the coming army
　It was because he was wearing a thin cloth, which was worn by dancers and prostitutes, and at the same time he was wearing the instep and the instep.
　There is only one person dressed in such a way, even though the Empire is vast.
　No, maybe there were others, but at least the soldier knew only one person dressed as if he were in front of his eyes.

"Mr. Vihela, Mr. Vihela is back!"

　At the soldiers' voices, the other soldiers screamed loudly.

"Mr. Vihela is back!"
"That's good, we can do something about it even if we are attacked by the punitive force."
"No matter how strong the crimson is, I'm alone after all." I was worried that the number of people would be small, but now..."

　Such voices are whispered and spread here and there.
　The Fritzione army joined, knowing that it would be under the command of Rey and Mercurio, who would play an active part one by one.
　These two forces were certainly reassuring to the soldiers, but the main force of the rebels was still the army led by Viehra.
　Vihela's army has been fighting together since the outbreak of this civil war. Therefore, the relief felt by the rebel soldiers was profound.
　But... on the contrary, Vihela's army opens its eyes to the misery before it.
　The fences covering the positions are shabby, and there are many places where there are no fences themselves.
　Outside the position, broken arrows, long swords missing the blade, spears broken in the middle of the hilt, and so on, fall everywhere, and bloodstains are found everywhere.
　I could imagine that there was no such thing as a plague or undead, or, above all, no one wanted to be in a position surrounded by corpses.

"Oh, hey! This is just as I expected..."
"Oh, it seems to have been just as Viscount Bougle expected."
"I can't believe it... Anastasia, stay safe."

　Soldiers muttered to each other, some praying for the safety of the prostitute they were acquainted with.

"Wasn't the non-combatants, such as prostitutes and merchants, safe? I don't think they would bother to get their hands there?"
"You don't know! There must be someone who plunder or assaults you."

　a soldier ranting at his side in impatience
　There are many others who worry about their favorite prostitute, their favorite bar, and their intimate blacksmiths.
　Tiyur, watching such a soldier, calls out to Vihela.

"Vihela, if things go on like this, the soldiers may run wild. Mr. Vichela should speak to me once."
"... well, I don't know. I don't want to run wild and get into a fight with the remaining soldiers. I wonder if that's better."

　Tell him so, and as he tries to speak from the top of his horse, he notices a buzz coming from his position.
　When Vichela turned around to meet Mercurio, she saw the female knights in white armor.
　Naturally, even Vihela knows what kind of group the female knights in white armor are, and understands who has them under their command.
　and the female knights... it was her own half-sister who appeared, as expected, to separate the knights of the White Rose Knights.

"Older sister!"

　Vihela's voice calling for her sister has a touch of tension other than joy.
　Her younger brother Mercurio loves her, but Vihela is still a woman.
　If not half, you may have been relieved to see your sister of the same bloodline as yourself.
　for Fritzione had led his troops out of the imperial capital, which is considered the center of the enemy.

"Vihela, you're back safe and sound." --she's worried at all."

　Fritzione muttered, smiling, as she looked at the viola.
　He returned safely, of course, to eliminate the troops that had been blocking the road, but most importantly, he returned to the Empire of Bestia.
　For Vihela, it is not right to say that he came back, given that he had come to the Empire of Bestia to rescue Mercurio and help him in the civil war, and that he had already run away.
　Still, he jumps off his horse and heads towards Fritzione, determining that he won't bother to offend his delighted sister.

"Sister, how are you?" I hope you're all right now.
"Yes, with your knight's help." To be honest, it would have been difficult to get here without him."

　With the word knight, Vichela must have imagined Ray.
　If you look around immediately, you will find a lovely figure in front of your eyes.
　She was with Seto as usual and patting him on the back.
　When I meet Vichela, she greets me with her left hand raised slightly, as opposed to stroking Seto.

(There's no mood anymore.)

　To be honest, Vihela wanted to run up to her and hug her.
　I never said it, though.
　Shake your head slightly and open your mouth looking at the position again.

"And, my sister," I can see from this that there was a battle."
"Yes. It seems that the blockade of the road itself was a trap. In the meantime, it seems that they tried to take down this headquarters, but the messenger soldier informed them and Ray managed to prevent it. That's what we've been talking about."
"...what is the damage.
"I don't think it's very few." I've heard that the opponent's force was over 20,000. With that in mind, we should say that we have endured it well."

　When the word "twenty thousand" comes out of Fritzione's mouth, the people around him who were listening to his sisters' conversations took their breath away.
　It was because they were more powerful than we had expected, and we were satisfied with the situation of the position.

"I'd like to hear a lot of details, but first of all, do you mind my men... my sister?"
"Yes. Some of the people left here are important. By the way, I haven't cleaned up completely yet, so I'd appreciate it if you could help me. ...right?"

　Fritzione's gaze was beyond Mercurio.
　Vihela looked genuinely relieved.
　It was obvious from the perspective of the enemy's military power that the punitive force was intended for this headquarters, but it was also thought that it would be used as an excuse to destroy the main fighting power of the rebel forces led by Vihela.
　They were basically acting in a cohesive manner, but they often reached out to forces that blocked roads in small groups, as Vihela had done individually.
　Mercurio's concern could never have gone too far, considering that he might have been ambushed to defeat individually.

"Hmmm, do you think I'll be hit by someone around there, but thank you for your concern. Mercurio did a great job, too."
"Because we had Teoreme and Ray. This time, I thought it might be a trap over there, but I got on with it, and this is the result. I should have gone with my elder sister."

　Vichela shakes her head to Mercurio, who murmurs with a sigh.

"If you give up on those who are in position here, it will undoubtedly be the root of future trouble." That being the case, Mercurio could not move from this position. With that in mind, this choice is by no means wrong. First of all, let's clean up first. There are many other things that we need to talk about."Vihela's words trigger everyone to enter the position.
　The troops led by Vichela are also ordered to disband and each of them begins to act.
　Like tidying up, making sure your acquaintances are safe, or going to see what's going on in your tent.
　The Fritzione army and several others caused a disturbance, but it was probably because they both understood that they couldn't afford to do it now.

"Well, Ray. Shall you go, too?"
"...what?"

　Meanwhile, Ray was somehow being hauled to a magic tent by a Vihela.
　At that time, he was forcibly taken with his arms crossed, so he had to bury his elbows in the rich Ssangoka, and he was breathtaking by the softness of his elbows.
　...Vichela herself had a happy expression on Rey, whom she had touched for the first time in a long time, but Mercurio and Tiyur looked unfunny, while Fritzione had an amusing smile on the contrary.
　Angela also had a slightly grumpy look on her face, but fortunately Mercurio and Tiyur looked more grumpy, and Angela's case was hardly noticeable.





"Good-bye, Vihela,"
"Oh, now the rebels are all set," His Highnesses Fritzione, his Highnesses Mercurio, and..."

　One of the nobles there glances towards Ray, who is clenched by Vichela -- his arms buried in Vichela's chest, to be exact.
　There is no one here to treat Ray roughly.
　It's not just the Mercurio-led rebels, it's the Fritzione army.
　It's only natural if you can show a performance in front of your eyes comparable to the level of the first team.
　Ray's power is engraved in his memory, since it is not once or twice.
　Even those who are usually fussy about manners have to pay a certain amount of respect to Ray.

"Well, I'd like to talk about the future. Theoreum, I'll be in charge of the proceedings."

　Everyone in the room nods that they have no objection to it.
　In fact, it was Teorem who was Mercurio's confidante and practically ran the rebels.
　No one could complain about the Theoreum's progression in this way.
　even if there is something in your mind

"First of all, Prince Fritzione has joined us. What do you think of Prince Fritzione's suggestion that the name of the rebels be changed?"

　Everyone reacts to the words.
　Originally, the rebels were the names that Mercurio called themselves rebels, partly because they were against the cabazids and Schles, who had decided to kill them.
　And yet, just because Fritzione joins, how easily can we change the name?
　The name rebel has a bad impression and would like to change it if possible.
　a person who has no particular preference for what they are called and who thinks it's all right to do with either way
　Although there are minor differences between the two, these three were the thoughts of those who are here today.
　Of course, the number of them was large, and it is safe to call them the third prince group, since the formation of the rebel army.
　For the Fritzione army, however, it is fine to join the rebels, but it is also true that the term "rebels" is undesirable as long as there is no attachment to the name of the rebels.
　Considering this, Mercurio still had to think that it was necessary to change the name of the rebels.
　If we continue to use the name as it is, this army will break up... but there is a danger that the atmosphere will deteriorate and dissonance will be created in the army.
　Ray sees Mercurio struggling like that without any particular comment.
　Ray doesn't particularly care if the name of this army is rebel or anything else, because he only recognizes himself as a hired mercenary.
　I just think we can call ourselves whatever we like.

"Well, that'said he. Do you have any good name over sister Fritzione?"

　Mercurio looks at Fritzione, who has raised the issue of the name of the army, and asks him, but he shakes his head slightly.

"I know a few things, but it's Mercurio who leads this army, isn't it? ... To be honest, I still don't agree with brothers fighting, but it's true that I can't say that." If possible, I'd prefer a name that would finish this battle early and not cause a useless one."
"...what a wild thing to do again,"

　Mercurio, with a wry smile, thought... but never thought of a good idea, and ended up calling themselves Mercurio, as if they had misappropriated the name Fritzione.