It would be a lie to say something like, "I never thought this would happen.
　At least if we are talking about possibilities, we could have foreseen this.

　But still, I had to say why this happened.
　Although the attack (・・・・・) was foreseeable, there is no way I could have predicted that all three of the knights who accompanied me would be killed together.

　But I couldn't regret that.
　She had no right.
　She wasn't allowed to regret it after having come this far.

　She was only allowed to do the things that were necessary for this to go off without a hitch, and that was her role and her duty to fulfill.

"--

　And the impact from your feet causes your body to jump lightly.
　You can't help but reflexively turn your gaze to the scenery outside, only to find the same plain as before.
　You've probably stepped on a stone or something.

　But even so, it shows no signs of slowing down because it has to.
　It's the same reason we've been shaking so much underfoot, and now we must hurry or it will catch up with us.
　Even she knew that, even though she could only stay huddled here.

　I don't need to be told that the situation is bad.
　The reason why my guard knight who is still desperately running this carriage doesn't say anything is probably because he doesn't have the time to do so, but if anything, it's because he doesn't want to make himself uneasy.
　It's a good thing that you're not going to be able to get your hands on any of them. ...... Still, the situation must be so bad that it's better not to talk about it.

　But as it turned out, there was nothing she could do.
　If you scream for help, no one will come to help you in this place.

　...... Or maybe it wouldn't have been here, but it wouldn't have been any different.
　The situation now is life-threatening, and the person is in just as much danger if he or she were to come to help.
　Still, there was no one else in mind to help you except for your knight guards who are still desperate to help you.

　So, even if this is the royal capital or anywhere else, in the end--

"...... No, maybe he would--

　Thinking that far, however, she let a self-mocking smile creep into her mouth.
　It was too good a thought to be true.

　There was no way he would be in a place like this, but--

...... I couldn't do anything about it at the time, and there was no way he could help me.

　With a murmur of regret and self-mockery, Rees Ad Astera (・・・・・・) tightened her grip on her arm.










　I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this in the future.
　If you're not, you'll crush your horse, and you won't be able to shake off your opponent who is coming at you that much.
　I'm sure you'll find that the gap between the two is shrinking, and if you keep this up, they'll catch up with you before too long.

I'm not going to be able to get out of this situation ......?　No, but ......

　I looked behind me and saw the figure and bit my lip.
　No matter how I tried to imagine it, I couldn't imagine that I could beat it.

　It was something shaped like a wolf.
　There's a reason why we don't declare it a wolf or a demon.
　We know it's neither of those things.

　The reason we can't imagine winning is because Beatrice and her friends crossed swords with it once.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world, and I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world.
　It was natural that Beatrice, who was inferior to them in terms of strength, could not imagine winning.

　It is not that Beatrice originally went along with them this time, it was not for the purpose of fighting.
　You will be able to find out what is going on in the world.

　--The Knight.
　It is Beatrice's gift, a gift that enhances her physical abilities to the defensive side.
　However, its essence lies in contracts and covenants, and it is only when it is mastered that its true value is revealed.

　Without a master, it provides only a 10% increase in status dexterity and strength, but by choosing a master, the increase is increased to 20%.
　Furthermore, the multiplier increases in response to the Lord's danger, and it can actually be doubled when his life is at stake.
　Of course it would be better if this didn't happen, but nothing could be more useful than that, just in case.

　It was for that reason that Beatrice went with him this time.
　It is not a matter of whether you are a good or bad person.

　But now that the swords were lost, you can no longer say that.
　Beatrice has no choice but to do something about it. ...... but that's when we ran into the problem I mentioned earlier.
　I'm not going to be able to get the best out of it.

　There's nothing horrible about dying at this point.
　But I was only afraid that I would die without having done my job well after putting the Lord in danger.

　Or if you can challenge with the Lord and maximize the effect of your gift, you might have a slight chance.
　But that would not be the idea of a knight in the service of the Lord.
　I'd rather die gracefully than do so.

　That might satisfy Beatrice, though, but it really doesn't mean anything other than that Beatrice would be satisfied.
　What difference does it make to kill oneself with the Lord?

　If that's the case--

"There is only one way left, right?

　With a murmur, he looks back.
　He pretends to check behind him, and for a moment he catches sight of the Lord.

　The figure, shrinking in the carriage, looks like that of a girl of her age.
　Considering that she has just come of age, it's only natural.

　And perhaps, she must be thinking about something else.
　It's been ten years since Beatrice served her.
　How could you not understand that much?

　And that's why Beatrice is prepared to lay down her life for the Lord.

　She was ready to lay down her life for the Lord when she chose the Lord.
　Therefore, the resolve you have just made is for the Lord to be thrown into an uncertain future by your own hand.

　Even if she survives, there is no guarantee that she will remain safe afterwards when she is left alone.
　She could die easily afterwards.

　But Beatrice believed in her, in the Lord.
　Even when she shrank back and thought about something else, she knew that there was a strong light in her eyes.
　So surely, it's all right.



　The body, determined to do so, is naturally strong.
　And once you've decided that, the rest is quick.
　You let go of the horse's reins and stand up.

　Then you leap out of the groom's ring.

What?

　For a moment, we could see the Lord's startled face from the carriage that passed right by us, but as she was, she would soon figure out our intentions.
　There's no other way to do it, either.

　Releasing the reins doesn't make the horse stop.
　It won't continue to run as hard as it has in the past, and it won't even be able to get a good sense of direction, but fortunately, we're on a plain.
　Even a master without the skills to drive a horse could do nothing more than travel far.
　What happens after that, however, is unknown, but I've already decided to believe in that.

　So when Beatrice landed on the ground and it caught up with her, it was almost at the same time.
　The plan Beatrice had devised was simple and clear.
　We just need to hold out until the Lord is gone.

　Even though our Lord is not here, Beatrice is still good at defense.
　I don't think she'll really be able to hold it together until she gets away, but at least she won't be killed instantly.
　It's enough to buy some time and increase the Lord's chances of survival, even if only slightly.

　With this in mind, Beatrice holds her left shield in front and draws her right hand with the sword.
　While taking a defensive stance, I looked at the figure without caution.

　The shape is still that of a wolf.
　However, when you look at it again, you can see that it cannot be a wolf at the same time.
　This is because it's clearly not a living thing.

　Although finely crafted, its body was probably made of clay.
　It's a kind of golem.

　But that itself was known from the beginning.
　The first time we encountered it in battle, one of my colleagues had sliced its body open.

　He was decapitated for sure, but he was restored soon after.
　Obviously, it was not possible for the creature to do this, and the colleague who slashed him was only momentarily distracted, and in return, he was bitten off his head.

　As a matter of fact, Beatrice doesn't know how the other two were killed.
　At that point, she pushed the Lord into the carriage, climbed into the driver's seat, and rode away.
　It was because he instinctively knew it was a bad idea, and that he was right, as the current situation shows.

　It was also the reason why Beatrice was watching her opponent's movements.
　She doesn't know what kind of moves and attacks she will make.
　It was only natural to wait and see to buy time.

　After one of them was killed, the other two hadn't been caught off guard in the slightest.
　The fact that they have been beaten in spite of that means that they have a reasonable amount of power--

"......?

　But then the question passed through Beatrice's mind because she wondered why her opponent was also watching her.
　At least this opponent should have attacked us right away.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world, and I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world, and I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world, and I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world.

　It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
　I'm sure you're aware of the fact that the gift of alchemy is required to create one, and that there are various ranks depending on the materials used to create it: ...... But whatever it is, a golem is supposed to be able to hear simple commands.

　It's not as if this guy is autonomous.
　It's a good idea to have a golem-like device: ...... No, it doesn't matter.

　What matters is why they're waiting to see what happens.

"......?

　The moment Beatrice looked back, it was because something like a scream reached her ears.

　But it wasn't a person's.
　They belonged to horses - and if I'm not mistaken, two horses tied to a carriage that had moved farther out of sight were writhing in agony from something that was growing out of the ground.

　And with that movement, the carriage slowly falls over sideways.
　Beatrice watched the scene with a sense of wonderment, and at the same time, she put all her strength into her arm that held her shield.

　I'm not sure how it happened.
　You're going to be able to find out if this is the same thing that this person did, ...... and the thought of the pain I felt in my arm blew my mind.

......?

　When I reflexively looked at my shield arm, there was nothing there that should have been there.
　The shield that should have been held up has disappeared - no, it has been torn off and dropped to the ground - and

"...... stupid, it's a mithril shield. ......?

　It was given to me by the king to protect the Lord.
　It couldn't have been torn apart so easily ...... and the stunned moment was a fatal gap.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find the best way to get the most out of this article.

You're going to be able to have a great deal more than just a few.

　You can't see it because you've fallen, but it probably bit off about a third of your lower abdomen.
　It was definitely a fatal wound, and what's worse, you can't feel the pain.
　It was proof that the body had already given up on life.

　But still, Beatrice did not give up.
　She couldn't give up.

　This was really just a death of a dog.
　If she didn't at least get a shot at him to buy a little time, even if she died, she would still die--

The "---ha

　In my frantic raised field of vision, I saw the moment it swung its paw up.
　The claws that sliced through the mithril shield were ruthlessly swung down.

　Beatrice could only watch in stunned amazement as death loomed on the horizon - but it never came.
　Because just before that moment, the death-bringer was blown away.

　And...

"--Hey, Beatrice?

　Before I could question it, a familiar voice reached my ears that shouldn't be here.