"...that's why you can deal with Ray? Did you really think about that?"

　Underneath the murmuring noise is Rodos lying unconscious.
　Rodos, who is naturally highly capable of regenerating the body, could not faint, but noise had the ability to do the impossible without hesitation.
　a camp near an already battlefield in preparation for tomorrow's battle
　Reconnaissance had already shown Mercurio's forces camped similarly on the other side of the battlefield.
　Some of them suggested that we should launch a night attack and have a go at it, but that opinion was rightly rejected.
　This is a battle that the whole of the Empire of Bestia ... and even the neighboring countries are watching.
　Especially for the Vestian Empire, the kingdom of Milliana, which has been blocking the way to the sea, is undoubtedly paying attention and many hands are sneaking in.
　What would happen if I were to win the game by imitating a night attack?
　Of course, since this is a civil war that has a side similar to a power struggle, it is no use winning.
　However, it is also true that it is important to win because it has a side that is close to a power struggle.
　Especially if you win by imitating a night attack, the people might say that you won by cowardly means.
　Of course, no matter what the people say, it won't be a decisive wound.
　But it also meant that if you think the other way around, it would not be a definitive wound.
　Mercurio's army, in particular, includes the popular Vihela and Fritzione.
　Therefore, it was necessary to win in a way that would satisfy the general public.
　If that happens, it's no wonder that the problem will arise from Ray, who is also his greatest fighting power, and the noise, which is his fighting power, has been prepared as a fighting power against Ray before him.
　The noise, however, was confronted by Rodos, who had been prepared to fight against Ray... and the consequences were spreading before the eyes of those who were here.

"That won't be helped. I had to call you because I thought Rodos couldn't resist crimson as I expected. If he had the strength to fight against crimson as we expected, I wouldn't have called you. In the first place, their opponents include Vihela, the White Rose Knights, and the Mystery. It took a lot of time to hire high-ranking adventurers to deal with them."

　Kabazeed says with a gentle smile.
　Even though his subordinates had been knocked down without being able to do anything, his expression was completely unruffled and he smiled as usual.
　Many adventurers also participate in competitions, where they can see or experience Ray's skills in person.
　And it is already widely known that Ray belongs to Mercurio's army, and of course very few adventurers are willing to be hired by the expeditionary force against him.
　We might have gathered a little more if we could name the noise, but since it was prepared as a trump card against Ray, we had to hide the information as much as possible.

"And the magic items he is equipped with are just to prevent the magic of annihilation of a wide area, which crimson is good at. No matter how much you are, you're safe under that crimson spell... No, I'm sorry. That's just a sign of words. If possible, will you draw the weapon?"

　Kabazeed tells you so when you see a magical sword that you don't even know when it was pulled out while you were talking.
　Knights, who had been around as bodyguards for Kabazid, had no idea when they had been pulled out, and when they found themselves confronted with weapons by their lord, they were breathtaking.
　Still, being here as a bodyguard, he reached for his weapon to catch the noise at once.

"Don't worry, just be quiet."

　The voice of the cabbages compels me to stop moving.
　If their lord says so, they must obey the order and let go of the weapon.
　Noise opens its mouth with an attitude of saying that if that kind of interaction doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

"Ray's magic is certainly a threat. You can tell that by looking at reports of battle since this civil war broke out. However, in order to use magic, one must cast a spell. And in order to cast a spell, you have to concentrate on it. ... well, Ray wouldn't be difficult to fight with spells, but he's sure to slow down. --you know the rest without telling me?"

　It's not difficult to deal with slow-moving Ray, as he's already superior.
　Those present can only be silent and convinced by the tacit noise.
　If the word is true... everyone from the Westian Empire knows it.

"But crimson is accompanied by a Gryphon. Up until now, crimson riding on the Gryphon has shown remarkable mobility by running incessantly around the battlefield. What would you do if you were to chant a spell above the ground which could not be attacked?"

　One of the nobles asks so.
　There are certainly many ways to attack at a long distance.
　However, if asked if it is effective even for those who are 100 meters above the ground, the answer can only be denied.
　But Noise remains silent in response to the question and picks up a nearby stone... and throws it up the next moment.
　There was a whizzing sound around me, telling me how fast the stone was going.

"Well, you will see that," Don't you think it's impossible, however much the Gryphon, to avoid the stone I throw?"

　Some people might have wanted to say that it was not the case.
　But now that I've seen the stone throw, I can't say that.
　I could understand just by looking at the power of today's slinging.

"There are many stones on the ground. If they're going to use magic from the sky, we've got countermeasures."
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah

　It was Schles who had the same status as Kabazid among the people here who burst into laughter.
　The aristocrats around him turn their eyes to Schulz's laughter.

"Don't worry, this noise is a hero of the Empire of Bestia. If you can't do anything about someone flying in the sky, there's no way you can be a Rank S. Right?"
"Well, you know more about the fighter than my brother,"
"Of course, my brother Kabazid has a high ability in all aspects, but he prides himself on me in military matters.

　a confident smile
　In fact, Shurus surpasses Kabazid militarily.
　That would also be evident in the strong influence of Schles over the Westian army.
　There is no doubt that kabazide is also outstanding. However, the army of the Vestian Empire still chose Schles.

"Huh, I see. There are people like you, aren't there? This is something that I can look forward to in the future."

　Some of the aristocrats here twist their faces at the words that come out of the mouths of the noise.
　They are part of the aristocracy of the First Prince's faction.
　That's only natural. In the first place, it's the coverages that have brought noise to this battlefield.
　Nevertheless, the interest in noise is not in cover, but in surrealism.
　If Noise doesn't belong to the second prince's faction...but cooperates...it's no use distorting his face if he thinks so.
　However, many young people express it quickly.
　The aristocrats, who have had more experience than they have here, speak with a smile.

"Well, indeed, Prince Schles may be superior to Prince Kabazid in military terms. But it is also true that there are more important things in running a country than military power."
"Yes, yes. Military may be important in measuring the qualities of the emperor, but it is only necessary to give important consideration to those who have the ability to fight the worst." But other than that... the emperor's own ability is needed for politics."
"However, members of the Imperial family of the Vestian Empire are descended from military families, and it is true that in times of need, the people want a person of strength."
"Lord, does that mean that His Highness Kabazid has no arms?"
"Well, I don't think so, but do you think so?"
"My dear fellow!"The nobles insist on each one that their Lord is the right man for the next emperor.
　Here we are working together to avenge Mercurio's army, but after tomorrow's battle is the last and we win, the next emperor will be either Kabazid or Schles.
　For that reason, we want to keep the other person in check, and we want to incorporate noise into ourselves somehow.
　It was an argument with that in mind.
　It must be said that they are quick-witted in nature, but when the force of noise reaches the side of the punitive force, there is no doubt on the side of the punitive force that they will win.
　And it is also true that this kind of argument arose because the existence of noise appeared in this way.
　The second prince's faction thought that Noise was more or less similar to the first prince's faction because Kabazid had brought out Noise.
　On the contrary, the First Prince's faction asked his father, Emperor Trajist, to allow Kabazid to borrow noise knowing that his reputation as a prince would decline significantly.
　In other words, it was absolutely unacceptable that noise should be taken to the second prince's faction.
　From an objective point of view, the situation in which we criticize each other can only be described as unsightly...

"Shut up,"

　a word
　A single word out of the mouth of noise brings silence to those who were arguing on the spot.
　overwhelming pressure from noise
　psychological pressure that makes one almost kneel down

"I came here not to see your little interaction. If you're going to sing any more loudly in front of me, I'll tear your throat apart."
"That's a problem,"

　A small, yet certain, echoing voice came from the covert mouth.
　Kabazide speaks with no particular expression, even though there is so much pressure from the noise that even Schles cannot speak.
　At the sight, noise twitches its eyebrows interestingly.
　There was a little smile around my mouth.

"It's quite interesting that you can speak normally in this world. You ought to be called a member of the Imperial family. I don't think my brother is."

　It was a glaring noise, but if you remain silent, you can make a decisive difference with the coverage.
　Judging so, he uses all his energy in his body to open his mouth.

"What's the matter with me?"
"... oh,"

　I also mutter with admiration.
　Only those two can move, and even those who are said to be skilled in the First Prince's faction, such as Bratta and Perfir, or Amale, who is also an adjutant of Schles, or those who once belonged to the Second Prince's faction, cannot speak.
　It goes without saying to those who were arguing earlier.

(The Trajist's son has a lot of grain, too.) It is said that a daughter called Vichela can use it quite a bit... and that the future of the Bestian Empire will be interesting.)

　Noise murmurs inwardly contented, envious of his old best friend, Trajist.
　Noise is old enough to have his own child.
　However, the noise that has been engulfed in the war does not naturally mean that there is no son of course.
　No, on the contrary, even my family was attacked by bandits when I was a child, and all of them died.
　In other words, there is no other family of the same blood as noise today.
　Or maybe they didn't know noise and were related somewhere, but at least Noise wasn't willing to look for it himself.
　They have been striving for strength, strength, fighting against stronger opponents, thrilling...
　In the course of his life, he managed to destroy the robbers who had attacked his village, but that was all he could do.
　The noise, which had nothing to ask for throughout his life, was simply seeking the thrill of fighting against a strong opponent.
　In such a life, I've risen to the rank of S, and I've earned more honor and more money than I need.
　He was also in an extraordinary position to be friends with the emperor.
　That's how I think... suddenly I realize.

(Ray inherited the armor of my hegemony, He may be my son's part."

　I'm just thinking for myself, but... still, noise can't hide his smile before tomorrow's fight against such a person.
　Thus, the day before the decisive battle goes by... and then the decisive day comes.