two days after the end of the civil war Today, too, Mercurio and the punitive forces were cleaning up the bodies.
　However, this number of corpses would be more efficient, and most of the corpses left on the Brissa plain have already been collected.
　...although some bodies were eaten and damaged by beasts and monsters at night.
　If we take time here, there is a danger that the plague will spread next spring if we leave the body alone and winter it is not properly disposed of.
　With that in mind, everyone understands that it is necessary to clean up the bodies properly, whether Mercurio's army or the punitive force, and collects and disposes of the bodies without causing any major disturbance, even though they are sometimes in a bad mood.
　The collection of corpses is also done by Mercurio and his expeditionary forces in the same place...

"All right, get away,"

　Ray says so when he sees more than fifty bodies lined up.
　When the soldiers hear the words, each of them immediately moves away from the corpse.
　At the next moment, a magical force that is so elevated and compressed that it can be visualized envelops Ray's body as it turns crimson.

`Well... you're getting quite used to it,'

　Turn your eyes to the Emperor's red armor that covers your body and mutter.
　This skill was relatively free to use in battle, but it took some time to re-activate.
　Instinctively, I understand how to invoke it, but I will activate it after I understand it properly.
　It was a bit complicated for Ray, who was more used to learning the flaming Emperor's red armor.
　However, if you use it like this many times a day, you'll naturally get used to it.
　Unlike the armor of the hegemonic king, which consumes too much magical power around here, it is probably a benefit of the skill of the Red Armour of the Flame Emperor, which consumes less magical power to some extent.
　If it had been the armor of the hegemony, it would have been difficult to use it for hours a day.

"Please,"
"Thank you very much for your cooperation."

　The commander of the unit that carried the body in front of him... the commander of Mercurio's army and the commander of the punitive force bow to Ray, respectively.
　I guess he has to be stern about Ray because he burns the bodies of his men and colleagues.

(Well, if possible, it would be best to use the Flame of Condolence... because it consumes more magic than the Flame Emperor's Red Armour.) Moreover, the consumption of magical power increases significantly within that range, and unlike the red armor of the Flame Emperor, which can be activated at all times, it is finished.)

　Ray thought it would be better to practice using the Emperor's red armor, which is a skill he had just learned, rather than using the flame of condolence to prevent him from being undeaded.
　Looking at the place where the bodies are lined up, the magic of crimson is cut off from the Emperor's red armor and thrown at them.
　Deep flame. It transforms itself into a flame exactly as Ray imagined, transforming itself into an explosive flame the moment it touches a corpse, wrapping the corpse in a bundle that was placed on the ground.
　The temperature of the flame is so high that the body is burned into bones as it looks.
　In addition, it is up to the people who carried the bodies to decide what to do with the weapons, protective equipment, and ornaments that the bodies wore.
　A greedy man would take them into his own hands.
　Those involved in the corpse may give it to the bereaved family as a token.
　Those who mourn the dead carry the bodies as they are.
　The deep flames burned up the bodies in such a way.
　It is impossible to pray at every turn, given that the bodies were killed in a battle of tens of thousands of people.

"Next, bring it to me,"

　Confirming that the place where the bodies were lined up has disappeared without even a bone, Ray tells the soldier to bring the next body.

"Yes, yes!"

　The soldier ran away from the spot, uttering a frightened cry at Ray's remark.
　Even if he wasn't that scared... he didn't think so, but an ordinary soldier wouldn't want to come close to him wearing the blazing Emperor's red armor.
　Well, I guess it's a big part that the soldiers belonged to the punitive force.
　For the soldier who took part in the battle on the Brissa Plains, and who served as a barrier to where the battle between Ray and Noise was taking place, Ray, wearing the blazing Emperor's red armour, could only recognize a hopeless nightmare.
　It's only natural that he beat Noise, who was also a hero of the Westian Empire.
　Ray personally recognized that the battle had been handed over to him, and that if he had continued to fight, he would have lost in the end.
　That's why Ray doesn't recognize that he's won over noise, and he's training himself to use the flaming Emperor's red armor to close the gap with noise.

"Here comes Ray!"

　When the soldier yelled, Ray could see the dead men in the cart coming.
　Soldiers drop the body to the ground in front of Ray.
　Watching the bodies being arranged in regular order, Ray suddenly stops his eyes and screams at one of them.

"Soldiers there, don't treat the body badly!"

　What Ray shouted was the sight of a supposed mercenary throwing the body to the ground.
　For mercenaries, death is familiar.
　In a normal battlefield, you don't do the same polite arrangement as you do now, just throw it around and burn it.
　Perhaps that consciousness remained, Ray noticed that he had handled the body in disorder.
　A mercenary who seemed to complain about it for a moment, immediately remembers who the other person was, and continues to lower the body with an unpleasant expression on his face.

"Calm down, Mr. Ray," There are many mercenaries, too. for there are mercenaries to mourn for the dead, and even such mercenaries treat the bodies of their relatives properly."

　The soldier I mentioned earlier hurriedly tells us that it would be no joke to be raged by Ray here.
　This response was only natural for this soldier, since Ray was nothing more than an incarnation of tyranny.
　He is still wearing the Emperor's red armor, so I don't want to offend him at all.
　The mercenaries seemed somewhat dissatisfied because they knew it, but they probably quietly followed Ray's words.

(What on earth do you think I am?)

　It's not surprising that Ray thought that way, but considering what he did during the battle, it's true that he can't deny it carelessly.

"Well... at any rate, be more respectful of the dead." Don't treat me roughly."

　At Ray's words, soldiers, mercenaries, adventurers, and so on, treat the body politely and line it up on the ground.
　In a matter of minutes, the dead body is removed from the cart, and the soldiers go away.

"May I ask you, Mr. Ray," This will be the last time I am collecting it here, and when I have finished burning the body, I will move on to the next place."
"All right,"

　He nods to the soldier's words, stretches out the shoulders of Emperor Flame's red armor like tentacles, and emits a deep flame from there.
　Deep flames that fly through the air create flames in an instant and swallow the body when it hits the center of the body.
　In a few seconds, when he sees that all the bodies have been burned to the bone, he stops using Emperor Flame's red armor and turns his eyes to the soldiers.

"And where's the next?"
"... Ah yes. There is a place where corpses are collected in the westward direction from here."

　In one word, the Brissa plain is large enough for tens of thousands of soldiers to fight.
　It's too inefficient to gather dead bodies in one place in its size.
　Such opinions were expressed by the upper echelon of Mercurio's army and the punitive force, which ended up dividing the battlefield into several parts and collecting corpses.
　One of them is here, and all the bodies nearby have been cleared, so we'll move to the next place.
　While Ray was slaughtering the bodies elsewhere, he was supposed to collect them again in this area.
　Of course, Ray is not the only one who is disposing of the body.
　There are other wizards, and it is possible to burn them without them.
　However, cremation using Ray's deep flame is different in temperature from the flame of other wizards and ordinary fires.
　It takes less than a few minutes to completely burn your bones.
　As a result, Ray was allocated a lot of space, and when one place was completed, it was the next.

"All right, then I'll ask you here,"
"Yes, yes. Thank you very much."
"...why do you say thank you?"

　I know that the soldier in front of me was afraid of me.
　Ray thought he had said thank you because the terror had disappeared, but the next soldier to open his mouth spins his words with a small smile.

"Well, my comrades were able to mourn for me. He would never have wanted to be eaten by monsters or beasts, let alone undead, or the source of the plague."

　It's not that I'm not afraid of Ray.
　No, if there was anyone who could go out with him after all those experiences, it would not be like a soldier.
　Nevertheless, for the soldiers, Ray was the one who mourned for his comrades.
　It's too pathetic to say thank you here.In fact, when I was talking to Ray now, my legs were about to tremble if I was a little distracted.

"...don't worry, I don't know. Still, if you die, you'll have no enemies or allies. I didn't fight out of spite."

　If Ray had a grudge or hatred against him, he wouldn't have treated him so politely and cremated him.
　for example, in the case of a person like the Holyrood
　However, although this battle had its origins in many ways, there were few opponents who wanted to hate it.
　The soldiers who have been cremated, in particular, are completely unknown.
　That being the case, Ray won't be rough with it either.

"Still, let me thank you," --thank you very much."
"Well, if that makes you feel better, you can do as you please." Then I'll go now."

　Leaving the soldier there, Ray approaches Seto, who was on guard a short distance away.

"Set, let's move."
"Glu".

　A short answer to Ray's voice, Seto stands up and turns his back.
　Riding over her back, patting her lightly, she jumps away after a few steps of running.
　The soldier, who saw them off, began to accept the next shipment, breathing a small sigh of relief.





"Set, I'm sorry I've dated you so many things at the end of the civil war."
"Grull".

　While flying in the sky, Seto shakes his head lightly if he doesn't care.
　For Seto, it's a pleasure to be with Ray.
　It was a bit too much to say that if you were free to move around, Seto would be the only one there and Ray wouldn't be around... but it must still be boring.
　I guess Ray understands that feeling. With a small smile, Ray gently caresses Seto's neck in front of him.
　I'm happy to hear that kind of Ray.
　Ray and Sett communicate as if they were playing with each other in the air, but in the limited area of the Brissa plain, considering Sett's speed, they arrive at their destination very quickly.

"Oh, I've been waiting for you!"

　A soldier who came down from Sett's back and called to Ray was in a place where the bodies were neatly arranged.
　However, unlike the soldiers mentioned earlier, Ray had no fear of Ray or Sett.
　It's only natural. This soldier, unlike the soldier mentioned earlier, belonged to the Mercurio army.
　For this soldier, Ray and Seto are their trump selves, and they are not afraid, though they may be reliable.
　...however, the first time I met Ray and Sett, it was a different story.

"Well, I'll do it at once,"
"Yes, please."

　Seeing the soldiers go down, Ray invokes the Emperor's red armor.
　a rapidly rising ambient temperature
　The soldier takes a few steps back to Ray's hot air with a look of surprise.
　Looking at it, Ray suddenly realizes that Seto doesn't care about the heat at all.
　Thinking that Gryphon was originally resistant to temperature changes, I recall that he had not yet tested the effectiveness of the Flame Emperor's Red Armour on Set.

"Are you okay, Seto?"

　Ray, wearing the red magic of Emperor Flame's Red Armour, calls out to Seto.
　As for Seto, he doesn't seem to feel particularly hot and twists his head in wonder.

「……」

　He approached her carefully one or two steps... but she stood there calmly, and then her extended hand touched her fearfully... and she said, "What's the matter?" with round eyes pointing toward her.