"What's the damage on my side?"
"Not much," It seems that the rear guard was largely confused by Ray and Sett's actions. The damage caused by the first battle we entered into the rear was not so great, so we can go on like this."

　Vihelas marching through the rear of the punitive force, as if they were going through an uninhabited wilderness.
　Tiyur takes command of his men, and Gurgast snorts grumpily, as if he had entered the rear but had no fight at all.
　He is originally a confused rearguard. While nothing could be done against Vichela's Mercurio army, it was unexpected for Gurgast to see little attack.
　No, it's not like there's no attack at all.
　Some of them launch sporadic attacks, but they are easily suppressed without any outbreak of gum.
　Under these circumstances, he eventually left the rear line without any fighting at all...

"I saw the end, you know,"

　Vihela mutters when she sees an empty spot spread beyond her gaze.
　At the end of the rear... in a literal sense, Vihela mutters, arriving at what could be called the final line of defense of the punitive force.

"Mr. Vichela, do I not have to call Prince Mercurio or Theoreum? If you capture Prince Cabazid or Prince Schles, this battle will be over, but if Prince Vichela goes away..."

　At Tiyur's words, Vihela thinks a little... and then shakes her head.

"It's true that Mercurio and Teoreme should be here, but this is the front line. I can't invite Mercurio and others here right now, just in case. And above all, if you call Mercurio here now, how long do you think it will take to arrive?"
"…I see. If you waste your time here, you might miss Prince Kabazid or Prince Schles. What do you think of Gurgast?"
"I'm not interested in politics." However, if I were to say it purely as my wish, I would like to hope that there would be a strong bodyguard to protect the prince.'

　Tiyur looks up at the sky as he mutters his eyes to the battleax in his hands.
　There was a stunning blue sky that wouldn't have been seen in autumn, and it caught my eye for a moment.

"Here we go, Tiyur,"

　Stopped, Tiyur comes to himself with the voice of a Vihela on him and runs after him in a hurry.
　that if left behind, he would not be able to end this civil war with Vihela.
　At the same time, Thiur, who has a deep knowledge of art, wants to create a play about this battle after the civil war.
　I could never have missed the climax here, too, given the circumstances.

"Mr. Vihela, how do you think Prince Kabazid and Prince Shurus will deal with it, though there is little fighting power left over there..."

　Tiyur asks Vihela, who is walking next to him, to mislead him that he was about to be left behind.
　However, I didn't ask you just to mislead you.
　In fact, it was largely predictable how much power would remain over there.
　Therefore, it was neither for Tiyur nor for Vihela that the two princes would deal with this situation.
　But Vihela opens her mouth with a small smile at Tiyur's words.

"I think you'd better ask him about that, you know...

　There was a group of people waiting in front of the muttering Vihela's eyes.
　Tiyur was momentarily nervous at the appearance, but people like Gurgast and Vihela walked on without any particular tension.
　Tiyur hastily follows them.
　For a moment, Tiyur wondered if it would have been better to ride a horse because he thought it might have been some sort of trap, ambush, or ambush, but when he crossed the Central Front, he had already abandoned the horse in the middle.
　Usually cavalry is by far the more powerful of infantry and cavalry, but it has broken through the central front and even the rear troops.
　Vihela, Gurgast, and Tiyur recognized that even if there were horses in such a situation, they would only find it difficult to act together.
　It would have been a different story if this had moved quickly through places such as grasslands and wilderness.
　Vihela's weapon is fighting and his reach is short.
　It's probably partly because we can't attack from the horse's perspective.
　Even if you're a glugast, you have a battleax, not a poleax with a long handle. Naturally, the interval is shorter than that of a spear used by an ordinary cavalryman.
　Tiyur's rapier may be useful on horseback in the sense that it's mainly about thrusting.

"Well, they seem to be waiting, shall we go?" I don't like to be kept waiting, let alone Kabazid."

　Following Vihela's words, Mercurio's army moves forward.
　It was obvious at a glance that all but a few knights of the bodyguard were aristocrats, and that they did not do this to fight.
　When they see it, they and their men look disappointed.
　This will really be the last battle of the civil war. You may have thought so, but the prediction is completely off the mark.
　The rest of us were much more relieved not to be in battle here.
　Meanwhile, Vihela leads her men forward.
　the supporters of the expeditionary force who have not stopped it in particular
　Vichela, Kabazid and Shurus, leading the troops, face each other at a distance of about three meters.
　The first person to speak was Vihela.

"It's been a long time since we met in person like this."
"Well, since Vihela ran away, I wonder how many years it has been. The last time I attacked the castle, I think I left right away."

　Vichela and Kabazid exchange smiles and words.
　Schles, beside the cabazide, had a bittersweet.
　an expression of humiliation that would yield to one's sister
　Those behind Vichela, though no one said it, judged so.
　Schles was not a long-willed man by nature, and, above all, he was confident in military affairs, as evidenced by his large followings in the military.
　But...

"Vihela! What on earth do you mean by that!? Not at all, but it doesn't look like the clothes worn by the second princess of the Empire of Bestia!"

　What Schles said was not the sting of defeat, not the praise for winning against them, but the sermon on Vihela's clothes.
　As the saying goes, Vihela's clothes are made of thin clothing that can be seen through the other side, with a rich Ssangoka, a constricted waist, and a large overhanging buttocks.
　Some people may feel uncomfortable in their clothes because the insteps and insteps on their hands and feet are practical magic items.
　...however, since Vihela wears them quite naturally, some people may be convinced that they wear them.

"Oh, is there something wrong with it? It's not dirt or blood, I think it's still pretty."
"It doesn't matter if it's strange or strange! You don't have pride as a member of the royal family of the Empire of Bestia!"

　Vichela looks as if she's been surprised for a moment... the next moment she opens her mouth with an amusing smile.

"Of course not, because, as Kabazid said, I have already run away from the Empire."
"Why, then, did you come back to this country? No, if you had only come back, you would have helped to make such a fuss, and you would have put your sister Frizione in danger."
"Oh? Indeed, I ran away from the Westian Empire and gave up my status as a member of the Imperial family." But if you tell me that my brother by blood is going to be detained and assassinated, you can't miss it, can you?"
"That rumor is absurd!"

　Even if you yell like that, if things have already progressed this far, it doesn't mean that the end will change regardless of how it started.

"Shurus, calm down. Now that we're done greeting each other, let's get down to business."

　The conversation turns the atmosphere around me from a moment of relaxation into a tense atmosphere.k.a. tense atmosphere.

"Whatever the beginning, this civil war is our... our defeat. That's fine, but I was the one who led the expeditionary force in this civil war. So, what do you think about it? It's just my neck.""...are you serious, brother Kabazid? If the first prince of the empire gives his life?"
"Well, to be honest, I've had this feeling since the civil war put crimson on your side."
"Then why did you fight so far? Sure enough, once you've done so much damage, you'll have to pay a fair price to end the civil war. But if you saw the loss when the lay came over here, why didn't you stop there?"

　There is usually no one to take on a losing battle.
　But why did Kabazid, who was famous as a great hero, continue the civil war?
　In response to Vihela's question, Kabazid smiled faintly... and opened his mouth with a smile that seemed to have no tension.

"That's what everyone wanted it.

　That's all I told you.

"Wait, brother Kabazide," So this civil war was forced upon the nobles!?"

　I looked at the nobles who followed him, and they also looked towards him with astonishment.
　Although not at all, it does not appear to have threatened the lord whom it was serving.

"No? Of course it was my own will that caused this civil war, wasn't it?"
"Above Kabazide?"

　be out of touch with each other
　Something chilling and cold runs down Vihela's back.
　I'm definitely talking to the person in front of me, and I understand the conversation very well.
　But there's something definitive that doesn't mesh.
　Is he really half the brother in front of me?
　When I opened my mouth again with such a question...

"Oh, look at that! It's a Gryphon!"

　The voices of the nobles near the cabazade echo around.
　If they all turned their eyes to the aristocrat's point, there would certainly be a set of Gryphons flying through the sky, flapping their wings, and descending to the earth.
　If you land on the ground, you will come before Vihela.

"I think we're in time for the end,"
"... well, I'm a little late."

　With Ray's appearance, Vihela briefly forgets the discomfort she had in her Kabazid and calls out to Ray with a smile.

"Are you crimson?" --you remember me when I was in front of the castle before?"
"Oh, I remember," How can we forget the enemy that is the cause of this battle?"

　The aristocrats around Kabazid try to say something about his behavior to Ray, who responds with Death Size in his hand.
　But Kabazeed himself lightly reaches out and interrupts his words.

"Well, it was totally unexpected for us to have someone like you. Without you, this civil war ended with our victory. Don't you think so?"

　Kabazeed probably decided he enjoyed talking to Ray. The aristocrats swallow Ray's displeasure, though slightly dissatisfied.
　And Vichela, who had been talking to Kabazid until recently, looks surprised to see that the conversation seems to be well-matched and completely out of touch with Ray.

"...well, what do you think?" I don't think I played a small role, but my impression is that even if I didn't help them, the Vihelas would have won in the end."
"Is that so? Well, what does the loser say mean?" ...well, I could speak with crimson, and I could speak with Vihela. I think it's about time."

　what?
　Everyone bends their heads at Kabazide's words, but takes a dagger out of their pockets without worrying about the confusion around them.
　There is tension around me at the moment.
　Those around Vihela were ready to move at any time, and so did Shurus' men.
　But only Kabazeed's men are unable to move without knowing what their Lord is doing.
　Under such circumstances, Kabazid opens his mouth with a dagger in his hand, as always with a smile on his face.

"Well, let's bring this battle to an end. My death is the defeat of the punitive force. Those on the expedition side must obey Mercurio's instructions. Oh, yes! I want you to forgive him for his life. I'll bear all the blame."
"Cabazide hyung is up!"

　Vihela screams that she understands what Kabazid is trying to do.

"There's little point in dying here! If you really want to take responsibility for this civil war, you should take responsibility yourself after the war!"
"That may be the case," But I'll ask Vihela and Mercurio for that. I want my life to end this battle."

　In response to Kabazid telling him so, Ray tries to kick the ground to take away the dagger in his hand... and stops when Kabazid turns his eyes on him.

"Please take good care of Vihela,"

　Say so to Ray... without hesitation, Kabazide thrusts the poisonous purple blade of the dagger in his hand into his belly.
　There was no hesitation, even a smile.

"Oh, that's it at last," ...but if I could... I wanted to see the cherry blossoms in Takato Castle Park again...
"...what?"