Wyrm returned to the royal castle just as the sun was beginning to make its appearance.

Meldina, Cunaria, and Lieselotte greeted him, letting out a breath of relief as they saw nothing unusual about his appearance, except for the unconscious bandana elf he was carelessly carrying.

'Mel, Cuna, are you okay?'

'What? Yeah. Coona and Ms. Lieselotte were there for me, so I'll be fine.

'Nothing has happened since the Master left. And Mr. Lieselotte helped me, too.

Meldina was confused for a moment as the words she was about to say were taken by none other than Virum himself, and when Cunaria reported that nothing in particular had happened, Lieselotte, who looked a bit bummed out, shook her head.

'No, I'm not, nothing. Even though it's our role by nature, to be unable to notice the intruder.... 'I am sorry, Lord Wyrm,'

'I'm not going to tell you not to worry about it. Well, as it turns out, Mel was safe, and I don't blame her.

"...the intruders have been taken into custody and are now in the dungeons. Lord Oma has taken up the role of watchman, and I've asked him and my men to keep an eye on them.

In a way, perhaps it was easier for her to be blamed.

Lieselotte's face turned down at her own inadequacy, and although her shoulders trembled, she did not put it into words.

It's a good idea. For now, I'll take this guy there and show him around.

But first, Ville, do you have a minute?

Hmm?

Meldina, who approached Virum's side to urge him to guide her, whether he knew what was on Lieselotte's mind or not, untied the Elf's bandana that was being carried.

''...I knew it.''

A jade-like stone emerged from underneath it, in the form of a form embedded in its forehead that emitted a clear light.

''High elves... people who live further back than our (elven) village. They should hate going outside even more than we do, so why do they come to this place...?

So this is the High Elf. I've never seen this before. There's no way he can perform so many magic-spending spells in the streets.

They were the upper echelon of elves, and they rarely showed up even in the villages of elves who were close to their own kind.

The fact that they even came out to the Humane Kingdom made Meldina's expression of surprise and confusion, and Vilm, who had been fighting based on the standard of her magical power as an elf, turned his gaze to the high elves he carried just as he finally came to a point.

''Hm? "People"? Could it be that the others were high elves too?

'Yeah, because when my hood was rolled up I saw the stone on my forehead. I didn't think it was possible, but...

Well, I guess I'll just have to ask them.





Virum and the others arrived at the dungeon with Lieselotte's guidance.

There, Oma, who was carrying a cleaver, was keeping an eye on the dungeon containing the unconscious high elves, and the knights, who were probably Lieselotte's subordinates, seemed to be fortifying the entrance and exit.

''Ah, Virum-san. These guys don't seem to be waking up yet, do they?

Yeah, good job. Can you unlock the door for me?

When the knight sees the high elves carried by Wyrm, he immediately unlocks the prison and tells him to go inside and close the lock.

Once he confirms that the lock is locked, Vyrm goes to examine the bodies of the high elves.

Apparently, he was so worried about Meldina, who he left behind in the royal castle, that he put off checking his personal belongings and so on.

Suddenly, Vilm, who had been moving deftly, stopped moving with a snap.

''...As expected, that was unexpected.

Mr. Wilm! That's not possible!

The object in his hand was familiar to Oma, and as soon as he leaned forward, he exclaimed in surprise.

It was the necklace worn by the general of the Rastabel Army during the battle for the defense of the Servantil Spirit Nation, and for Oma, it was an object that closely resembled the pebbles embedded in their manipulated selves - a "manipulation necklace".

(I see. So this is why it took so long for these guys to faint back then. But what do you think they have the Rastabelle Army's magical tools?)

According to the information I've gleaned, it is a magic tool that releases the latent abilities of the person who wears it, and it should have been something that the Rastabel Army had been developing in secret.

(I'm going to make you throw up the source now... I have the necklace (this) that my mom and the others keep for me, and there's no need to bring it back. It would be better to destroy it.)

While pondering the big question, Wilm retrieved all of the high elves' "manipulation necklaces" and crushed them in a matter-of-fact manner.

Now, wake up!

After finishing the confirmation process, Vilm starts kicking to wake up the high elves, who have not yet shown any signs of waking up with a flat voice.

'Ugh.'

Uh-oh.

The two people who regained consciousness after a few kicks were Bandana, who was the leader of the group, and the two who were stomped on their backs and knocked unconscious.

They had just woken up and didn't understand the situation, but as they looked around, they began to understand the situation they were in.

It's a good thing that you're able to have a good time with your friends and family.

''Is two people enough? Why did you target Mel? Tell me everything without hiding it.

"A mere mortal gives orders to us, the High Elves! Untie the noose now?

Virum's toe dug into the high elf's abdomen as he began to fuss.

'Don't make a fuss. It's deafening.'

He looked down at the figure coughing violently, and his eyes revealed anger at those who had come after Meldina, even if no real harm had been done.

''...You think we're going to be honest with you?''

'If you don't talk, I'll make you want to talk.

'Kuh! Hmm?

The leader high elf silently averted his gaze from Vilm, who coldly said, but when he thought his gaze was focused on one point, he suddenly started laughing.

''Kukkuk. That's a shame. In any case, our lives will soon be running out.''

What the...? What do you mean?

If I followed his gaze, I found the pieces of the necklace I had just destroyed scattered there.

''Hmm, just as you said. We'll find out soon enough.''

'Geez! Oh, man! ...Grrrr? Gebo!

Suddenly, the high elf, who had been struggling to hold his abdomen, begins to thrash about violently.

Judging from the tremendous amount of blood vomiting, an uncommon amount of pain must have overtaken him.

''Vil! Back!

Huh?

Kuhu... kuhu... gopuh...

"Gobbling... Gobbling...

Looking back at Meldina's voice, blood poured out of the mouths of the two men who should have fainted, and their half-empty open eyes didn't even know where they were looking.

The High Elves are a race that is obliged to protect a large tree called the Holy Tree in exchange for having a high magical power that is second to, or even higher than, some of the spirit race right after they were born.

Therefore, they can only live within the range of the sacred tree's power, and if they are separated from the sacred tree, certain death is waiting for them.

It's a good thing that you can't have a problem with this.

It's a shame I didn't get the information...

One by one, two by two, he was dying off, and his last remaining life was about to end.

'Ah, what a pity. I guess we'll just have to go and ask your people directly.

That's a funny joke. I mean, you can do a lot of things with your powers, but... If we are in our own territory, we will never lose... geez! Gebo!

The high elf, who provoked Virum with a smile, coughed loudly at one point and fell to the spot, his breathing slowly weakening.

The woman will get the.... I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to protect her...

With those words as the last word, he never got up again.