"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
"Do it, prevent it, prevent it! If you allow the enemy to break through the center, it will collapse!"
"d*mn it, what's the matter with the nobles stationed in the avant-garde?"
"You know, they were on the front line, and those traitors must be dead by now... in danger!"
"Oh, my God! I'll let you do it or not!"
"I'll win, we'll win! I'll win for your Highness Mercurio!"
"Long live Prince Shurus! Long live Prince Shurus!"
"Death, death, death!"
"It's Mercurio's head! If you take the rebel's head, this battle will be over! d*mn it, get in the way, get rid of it!"
"Don't be silly! Let me kill the innocent Prince Mercurio! Then behead Schles and Kabazide, who are the cause of this battle!"
"That's no joke! It's impolite of a common soldier like you to call Prince Kabazid down! Pay for his rudeness with your life!"

　It is probably the most intense battlefield between Mercurio and the Conquest.
　There was a battle going on a little while ago, but that is no longer the case.
　The expeditionary force, which had suddenly changed its course, was making a desperate attempt to break through the center of the country, relying on its strength.
　Here and there in the battleground, screams of raising one's fighting spirit and abusing the enemy echo.
　But no matter how much Mercurio's army screamed to inspire themselves, the difference in numbers is hopeless.
　The troops of the three treacherous aristocrats, who had already been deployed as shields in the center, were annihilated... literally annihilated, and the aristocrats were killed and no longer in the world.
　The three nobles fought hard not to die, but that was not the difference in numbers.
　Eventually, one by one, the number of his men was decreasing, and he was fighting in tears, but his life was taken away by the soldiers of the punitive force.
　The three nobles who fought hard, though they did not want to die, played a front-line role more than expected.
　Theorem's men, who had commanded the garrison from behind, would have done a pretty good job if they had served Mercurio in good stead.
　Nevertheless, in the end the troops of the three nobles were worn out and disappeared.
　As a result, the next person to accept the attack by the punitive force is the genuine Mercurio's army.
　The squadron, which had been monitoring the troops of the three nobles, quickly retreated backward, and the rear guard advanced forward to catch the troops of the punitive force attacking from the front.
　In the meantime, the commanding party, which goes backward, shoots an arrow at the enemy's rearward.
　Originally, when three nobles made strange movements, they were supposed to attack with arrows, so they could attack by simply going backward and arranging their ranks without having to change their equipment.
　Arranging the ranks was difficult for less skilled troops, but with the presence of the Admiralty, the ranks were highly skilled, and that was not a problem at all.
　Well, the problem was...

"Is it true that the shortstop has split up?"
"Oh, it seems to be true. Therefore, the attack by the punitive force seems to be intensifying from where the shortstop troops were."
"...what are the shortstop...they are the best in terms of strength alone?"
"You know what? It's just the shortstop led by Captain Ray. I don't think he's going to play a tricky trick."
"... certainly,"

　The soldiers of the convoy exchange words as they draw their bows wide and shoot arrows.
　The words are not suspicious of the squad, but rather suspicious.
　Under normal circumstances, it's only natural for people to be suspicious when they hear that their comrades betrayed them.
　However, although there are some doubts about the soldiers of the punitive force, there are more doubts.
　Ray was the main cause.
　Anyone who knows Ray would not betray him, no matter what reward he is offered.
　How much gold... even if you get a white gold coin, you can't spend it unless you're alive.
　And if you know the character of Ray, or if you don't know a little about what Ray has done so far, you are fully aware that it is only suicidal to commit suicide.
　Therefore, it is hard to believe that a large number of shortstop troops betrayed each other and fought among themselves.
　It was more likely that the punitive force planned something and succeeded... that was true.
　Only those equipped with Wyvern leather armour raged, regardless of whether they were friends or foes.
　The Weiburn is naturally known to everyone to have ripped Ray off the corpse obtained by defeating the Dragon Knight.
　Even so, a lot of people see that all the squadrons were ripping off the Weiburn, and above all, there are quite a few people who have been fed the Weiburn meat.
　If you were going to set something up, you wouldn't do such a blatious.
　And most importantly...

"If Captain Ray were to betray us, was it the armour of the hegemonic king who let out a tornado of flames from behind without this troublesome impression?"
'Certainly,'

　People around the muttered soldiers nod in spite of the continuous shooting of arrows.

"You guys! Stop talking nonsense, and shoot and shoot to stop them!"

　He nods to the captain's words, and the soldiers stop his words and continue.
　It's only now that we can shoot arrows and talk nonsense like this, but on the front lines our troops and our enemy forces collide head-on.
　With that in mind, the captain would be right.

(That water dragon... disappeared with little damage to this side, and I think someone here probably knocked it down... I don't think there are many people who can knock down a Rank A adventurer.)

　A soldier of the Admiralty, muttering inwardly, turns his gaze to the place where the dragon, composed of enormous water, existed.
　However, it is true that there is nothing there now, and the soldiers judge that they will be beaten by the captain if they think unnecessary things, and draw the bow they have.





　the headquarters of the Mercurio army Vichela, who suddenly appears there, gives a small smile to Theoreum, who looks stunned by her presence.
　It must have been interesting to see Theoreum, who was usually calm and composed, with a look of astonishment as you can see.
　However, there is no doubt that others will agree with Theoreum that it is natural.
　Vihela had a Digma, a Rank A adventurer.
　Under normal circumstances, a Rank A adventurer is often perceived as an outsider.
　It's only natural to be surprised that he has such an outsider in his hands down such an outsider.
　The bear is completely unconscious and does not seem to wiggle.
　In other words, it was obvious to those present who had done it by some means or other.
　Still, just in case, one of the aristocrats says timidly.

"Mr. Vihela, if he is..."
"Yes, the dragon's bear. You're a Rank A adventurer. I fought because I met him on the battlefield."
"Well, you fought... so lightly..."

　a nobleman muttering dumb at Vihela's words
　That's only natural. Speaking of the dragon Digma, he is one of the most famous adventurers in the Westian Empire.
　Of course, his ability is incomparable to that of other adventurers, and he is not the kind of person he can bring down as if he had said that it were a souvenir.

"It's partly because they were compatible." I specialize in anti-personality, but digma is more of a counter-majority strategy. It's a great thing you've pulled me into the ring. ...and what shall I do for now? Can I leave it here?""I'm in trouble,"

　an immediate nobleman
　Others here agreed with what they said with all their might, if not with words.
　There's no way to deal with the casual abandonment of a Rank A adventurer.
　Theoreum is the most talented person here, except for Vihela, but I'm still not confident that I'll be able to deal with a Rank A adventurer... or with a man nicknamed Mizuryu.

"Even if you say so," Even now, it's getting pushed down here, and I can't help but move as long as Ray isn't moving, can I?
"That's true, but..."

　It still makes sense now, but it's true that it's being pushed according to Vihela's words.
　The Mercurio army has suffered more and more damage, especially since they began to attack by force of numbers, taking advantage of their large military strength.
　Nevertheless, it is probably because Mercurio's morale is so high, and because they have the famous forces of Ray, Vichela, and the White Rose Knights.
　There are other top‐notch forces, such as the Magical Veterans, the shortstop, and the Gurgast.
　Still, if the current situation continued, it was certain that some front would be defeated in the not too distant future, and if it did, the whole army would be in danger of collapse at once.
　In order to avoid this, it was necessary to push back the enemy, and the presence of Vihela, who was well-known, showed high commanding ability when leading soldiers, and had high fighting power as an individual, was perfect for doing so.
　Knowing this, Vihela tells those in front of her that she will return to the battlefield.
　But even though they understand it, those in the headquarters of Mercurio's army cannot easily nod to Vihela's words.
　for if the waking Digma were to rampage here and Mercurio was to be killed, they would lose their symbol of the civil war.
　However, if things continue as Vichela says, there is a good chance that they will lose.
　It's also true that Vichela is the most reliable right now, as long as Ray isn't doing as planned.

"... well, then shall we do this?"

　Thinking about the aristocratic language for a few seconds, Vihela lays her bear on the ground and then uses a light hand to shock her.

"Oh, my gosh!"

　Digma regains consciousness while coughing at the magic of violence inside the body.
　When the nobles saw it, they opened their mouths with a look of amazement.

"Vihela, why on earth did you do this!"
"You fainted me for a moment, but don't try to regain consciousness!"
"Call the soldiers!"
"I don't need it,"

　Vihela dismisses, in a word, the cry of one of the nobles to call in his men at once.
　He speaks to a digma who knows the words are being watched by the aristocrats around him, but never mind.

"Now you've come to your senses," Do you understand what your present situation is?"
"I'm... I'm sure I'll fight you... I'll lose."

　Vihela nods back to Digma, who raises her upper body and closes her eyes, recalling what happened before she fainted.

"Yes, and you were captured and taken prisoner by me."

　Digma nods softly to Vihela's words.
　I remember losing, and Vihela and her companions are in front of me.
　In particular, Teoreme, who is effectively driving Mercurio's army, has met several times as a Rank A adventurer.
　Therefore, he could not have mistakenly assumed that his place was Mercurio's position.

"I guarantee my life," So will you keep me quiet as a prisoner?"
"... What about you, Vihela?"
"I am one of the main men of Mercurio's army. Of course I'll go back to the battlefield. But I can't take you there. So I want you to be quiet as a prisoner of war, without acting strangely."

　Many of the people around her were breathtaking at Vihela's impassioned stories.
　Mercurio and a few others could only laugh at it.
　Teoreme has had several conversations with Digma, and she's not too worried because she knew her personality.
　Then Digma heard Vihela's words and thought about it for a few seconds...

"All right. I lost to you. It was no use being killed on the spot, but my life was saved. So long as that is the case, I ought to obey you."

　The people around me are wide-eyed at the simple digma.
　I didn't think I'd follow Vihela so easily.

(Even if I were to fight Ray, I would be able to fight to my heart's content after this battle)

　Originally, Digma's aim was to fight Ray without restriction.
　Noise has taken its place in this battlefield, but it is also aimed at ending the civil war...
　Of course, Vihela saved my life.

"Really? Then I'll take your word, nicknamed the dragon bear. That's why I'll take care of you."

　Vihela goes back to the battlefield telling her so.
　Seeing such a charming figure from behind, Digma felt something moving in her heart.