About half a day's walk from the sacred land of Fragile, an empty grassland .

　Here, where the army always passes when the kingdom revolts against the empire, I have built a temporary house of one house.
　A one-bedroom house made of materials from a bag of materials.

　The atmosphere is that of a tent, but the feeling of actually living in it is that of a private house.
　In the living room of such a house, I was relaxing at the service of Eliza the maid.

Here you are.

　With a start, Dorothy jumped down from the ceiling.
　I looked up at the ceiling of the house I had just built.

I don't see any holes or anything.
It's not. Strange.

　Eliza and I were craning our necks while serving.

"Report.

　Dorothy reports in a voice that sounds like a ninja of old, with movements and calmness that reminds her of the old days.

"Ride for the kingdom, three thousand. They're coming our way.
I see, so this is the way to get to the Empire. Thank you, Dorothy. You've been very helpful.
"......

　Dorothy slipped back into the shadows again, silently but happily, her cheeks tinged with happiness.

Zella.

　A quiet voice calls Zella.
　She was in the back room.

　She is sitting beside the bed, watching over Rietje's body as she lies on it with a worried look on her face.

　Ever since Rietje's soul entered the homunculus' grasp, Zera has been watching over the Lord's body like this.

What is it?
What do you think about the number 3000?
What do you mean?

　Zella nodded her head.

'Master, perhaps the question should be more straightforward.
I see.

　I was a little bit lazy, because this would work with Eliza.

"What percentage of the rebels do you think 3,000 will be?
"I think it's almost . I think we left about a thousand people in the mausoleum.
"I see.

　That means the full force.
　Yes, just in case.

Eliza, how about 3,000 rebels from the Empire?

　This time it's Eliza herself, so I'm a little sidetracked again.

I think we can handle it on our own.
"I see.

　It's not even an enemy.
　So Rietzsche's fears were right.

　With such a gap in strength, the Empire would have been justified in fighting back and then destroying them.

　We must stop them here.

　I got up and went outside.

　Far away on the wind-whipped grassland, I saw something moving at a wriggling level.

"Is that the insurgent?
"What to do, master?　Will you take it down?
"Me?
"Yes, master can do it. ...... Can't you?
I could, but that's not possible. You can't have a clear indication that Father Alexander intervened.
Let's just go with it.
"It's Eliza who has to work hard at it, though?
"I think I'll say fine--I'll say fine.

　I'm not so sure about that, but I pulled out my wise man's sword and released it.

"Three thousand people, ...... is a bit of a pain in the ass.
I think the master can afford it.

　Eliza, looking at me and stating that.
　She really seems to think so, and she also seems to encourage me.

　I can't let her see me be uncool.

　I thrust the wise man's sword into the ground and amplify the magic.
　Stop the auto-magic trek (...) and transfer all your magic to me.

　Magic power began to diffuse through the baboons and rainbow-colored light.

...... mmm.

　Human thoughts came pouring in, heavy.
　It felt as if the hot air covered your whole body.

　You guide that thought and rewrite yet another counterpart's thought.
　Not to rewrite the completely improbable and unthinkable, but to guide the thought to the "possible" direction.

　I did it one by one, one by three thousand people, one by one.

　I got used to it and started to guide two people at a time.
　The load became a little heavy, but it's within acceptable limits.

　As a result of guiding the thoughts collectively, the whole thing was done in about an hour.

Fufu......

　I put my hands on the wise man's sword, resting my weight on it and breathing.

Good night, master.

　Gently, from next to me, a cold hand towel was offered.


　Maid Eliza's work was always perfect, and this hand towel was just the right amount of cold.

Thank you, that's a relief.
"Master, what did you do?

　Eliza looked at me and saw the distance.

　The advancing insurgents are gradually moving away from me in the distance--

　I found myself pulling back.

"Kind of rewrote my thinking. Like back to the spirit land of Brangila.
I see, you've made it the capital of the Empire.
"Not exactly. That will be hard later on. If everyone says, 'We were going to invade the imperial capital,' then His Majesty will have a hard time dealing with it.
"...... Yes,

　Then?　Eliza looks at me with

"I did a little thought. Actually, the people who remained in the mausoleum were Rietzscheans who looked up to the Princess Rietzsche in their grasp. I know.
"Wow, common
Right. Then we have to turn back and secure the sacred ground because we don't want the Rietzscheans to take our rear and home base.
"It's going to be a civil war.
"Yes.
"That's my master. Now we just need 3,000 attackers and 1,000 defenders. If they both get wiped out in a double defeat, so much the better.
"It was a little thought-provoking there too,
What do you mean?
"It's like, 'Even though I'm a Rietzschean, I'm a fellow countryman, so I have to fight to avoid killing as much as possible,'
"Go easy on me?　Why
If they're wiped out, that's it, there's no way they won't create a new rebel army. Then I'll need you to slow me down by 4,000 men.
I know, you're a wounded soldier and you need someone to patch you up.
We don't need to do anything beyond that.

　I nodded and complied.

Wow, ...... I didn't know you had thought that far ahead. That's what master does.

　This will lead to a civil war in the kingdom that will slow us down a lot, as planned.
　I just hope that's the end of the story.