The people who suddenly burst into the warehouse were armed soldiers of the territory army.


　They were all strong-looking men, led by a reddish-brown haired kid with a huge sword.
　And among them, there was even one who matched the description he had been given before his assignment.
　They are the small lords who are in charge of the land here in the Rastinel territory.
　They are the belly of Louise Rastinel, the fierce men who heard the sound.


　...... The system of governance in the Rastinel Domain is a little different from other lands, and the lords are often put to work as field commanders.
　This may be a vestige of the time before the rise of the Rastinel family, when the territory was small and there were few personnel.
　This is because those who are capable are often those who are of high rank or good origin.
　It is said that this is a measure to enable them to exercise their abilities efficiently.
　This system is completely opposite to that of the Empire, which was forced to reform its military system due to the number of troops, and the chain of command became more differentiated.
　For Revel, who had learned more efficient and effective organization at military school, this approach seemed somewhat fossilized.


　But now, it's incredibly frightening.
　And so it should be.
　Because of this, there were a hundred strong soldiers rushing in here.


　Rivel hurriedly hid behind a nearby crate.
　All Revel had learned in military school was the knowledge to command troops.
　He had some knowledge of martial arts, but rough stuff was out of his league.


　As he peeked out from behind a crate toward the entrance, a man flanked by a reddish-brown haired child shouted on the spot.


'Rustinell's army!　We're going to conduct an extraordinary interrogation!　Don't move, just lie down on the floor with your hands on the ground!　Those who don't follow my instructions will be considered to have treasonous intentions!


　The announcement was an unexpected interrogation.
　I hadn't heard of any other warehouses being inspected.
　Why did the lord's army choose this warehouse so deliberately?


　Despite being told to follow the instructions of the ...... small lord, our allies remain silent, perhaps in dismay.
　In any case, if you don't, what you've been doing here will be exposed.
　Then, Pirocolo stepped forward.


My name is Pirocolo, and I'm here to help you. First of all, I would like to thank everyone for their hard work. The reason we are able to work so peacefully every day is because of the work of the Territorial Army protecting Rustinelle.


　Pilokoro bowed deeply, offering words of praise and thanks.


"I don't care about that. Follow my orders.

Huh. I didn't know you had any plans for an inspection.

I said this was temporary. Now do as you're told and get down on the floor.

I'm not sure what to do about that ......


　Pilocoro is probably trying to get out of this situation by taking it easy.
　I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it's a good idea.
　If you look closely, you will see that they have even prepared a small gift for him.
　This is a merchant's way of doing things that no ruffian would ever think of.
　Just as Pirocolo was about to smoke him out with more words of appreciation and praise.


　Suddenly, a crowd of soldiers broke through.
　A group of three people, led by a silver-haired child, appeared, dressed in a manner that did not resemble soldiers.
　For all intents and purposes, they looked like the children of a nobleman and his attendants.
　When Pirocolo saw them, he looked terribly dismayed.


"Oh, you're .......

It's been a while. I didn't expect you to be hanging out with bandits.


　I didn't think you were hanging out with the bandits," the silver-haired kid says.
　The silver-haired kid says it as if he knows everything.


I don't know what the heck ...... you're talking about.

I'm not sure what you're talking about.　You and the bandits who attacked the village were in cahoots, and you made a play to steal the silver, right?

"Master Arx. Are you sure you're not mistaken?　Are you under the impression that I and the bandits who attacked the village last night are friends? ......

Huh?　You're saying we're not?　That's strange. I saw some faces last night.　There's a guy over there and a guy in the shadows of that pillar over there. ...... And the guy who just turned his face down over there, too.

Yeah, yeah, that's ......

And you just told me yourself, didn't you?　I'm convinced.


　The silver-haired kid suddenly starts to say something like that.
　Then, inspired by this, the man in the role of the bandit.


"You!　You f*cking merchant!　It's your fault after all!

"What?　No, no, no!　Not now!

Shut the f*ck up!　If this happens, it's over!


　--Stupid.


　A sigh of dismay comes out of his mouth.
　It's as if I've just confessed to this.
　Pilocoro's desperate efforts to cover it up were for naught.




　The silver-haired kid looked like he'd just done it, while Revell thought about it.


Yes. He accidentally let it slip in the dining room earlier. He's going to Nadar on business.
"What?


　When the silver-haired kid said this inaudibly, his allies started to get upset and turned their gazes towards Pirocolo at once.
　Because of his temper, he was completely at the mercy of the silver-haired kid's tongue.
　The silver-haired kid wasn't talking about the core of the matter.
　All he said was that he wanted to make a suggestion and that Pirocolo was going to Nadar on business.
　The man who had taken on the role of the bandit must have been impatient with the sudden attack and mistakenly thought that the other man was sure. The fact that the previous day's attack had been caused by pyrotechnics may have played a role.


　But the other side looked so sure.
　They must have been extremely confident that Pilocoro and the bandits were in cahoots.
　If that were the case, they would not have rushed in without question.
　How on earth did the whole thing get exposed?
　That's what I was thinking.


　Suddenly, there was a burst of angry voices.


"How dare you do whatever you want in my territory!


　At the same time as the child's high-pitched rage rose, a flash of silver glow was drawn across the sky.
　A flash of silver glow in the sky.
　The head rolled on the floor, and fresh blood spurted from its cross section into the warehouse like a fountain.
　The head belonged to the man who had been torturing Pierocolo.
　The head belonged to the man who had been torturing Pirocolo. A child with reddish-brown hair was unsheathing his sword.
　It was a huge sword, too ...... big for a child to hold, let alone an adult.


"Hey, Rustinelle's decapitated sword .......


　A trembling voice with a hint of fear came out of nowhere.
　The decapitation of Rastinel is particularly famous in the western part of the kingdom.
　It is an ancient weapon that has been handed down from generation to generation by the Lords of Rastinel, the guardians and executioners who stand in the way of the Empire's desire for the Kingdom. It is said to have cut off the heads of many Imperial soldiers.
　In other words, the auburn-haired child there is none other than the heir of Rustinelle.


　As the red-haired child began to move, the soldiers began to move as well.
　On the other side, the bandits and the warriors who had been guarding Pilokoro took up their weapons and prepared to fight back.
　And then...
　The silver-haired kid who was talking to Pirocolo earlier suddenly starts muttering something.
　What he is saying is the [Ancient Arts Language] that mages chant when they use magic.
　Perhaps he is able to use magic at that age.


　--The mages of the kingdom were active, and many of the bandits were captured.


　I can't help but think of those stories.
　So that silver-haired kid is one of the mages who neutralized the bandits last night.
　He's too young. But as long as he's trying to use magic, there's no reason to doubt it.


　--[Misty Haze].


　Just after the chanting ended, the [Arts Glyphs] that had scattered in the sky popped and turned into mist, which filled the warehouse with a haze.
　Because the haze spread throughout the warehouse at once, it was suddenly sucked in.
　However, it does not seem to be harmful to humans and is not harmful at all.
　It seems to me that it is just a magic that generates a mist, but what does it mean?
　While my allies are on the lookout for the magic haze, I suddenly hear a taunting voice.


It's not even a game. That's not even a plaything, is it?


　It dismissed the magic used by the silver-haired child as child's play.
　The owner of the voice was a mage hired by the Count.
　He must have heard the spell and seen through the magic the silver-haired child had used.
　But despite being detected, the silver-haired child seemed to be quite relaxed.


"Is that so?

"Isn't it?　There's nothing offensive in that spell. For all intents and purposes, it just created a fog.


　Apparently. Apparently, it's nothing to be wary of.
　Perhaps relieved by the mage man's words, the allies regained their positions.
　Then, they took up their stance to intercept the territorial soldiers.
　Before they could, the mage man opened his mouth.


"--Mado wa Tsumuji. The mage is a whirlwind. .........


　I'm not sure what to do, but I'd like to know what you think.
　It's not clear whether the magic glyphs brought in or created the wind, but they did.
　While those around him were desperately trying to hold back his clothing from being blown away, the mage man was unaffected by the wind, or perhaps he was at the center of it.


　Eventually, the magic was established. As soon as the mage man felt the gust of wind on his body, he leaped toward the auburn-haired child.
　Perhaps because he had the wind at his back, he reached the child in an instant.


"Whoa!


　A flash of a shout.
　The man's fist strikes with the wind.


Whoa!

Boy!


　The auburn-haired child dodged the man's attack in the nick of time.
　He was holding a heavy decapitating sword, and the sight of him flying so lightly almost made me dizzy, but whatever.
　The stone floor where the auburn-haired child had been standing earlier was shattered into pieces.


"Whoa!　I'll give you a compliment!　I'll give you a compliment!



d*mn it, ......, you bastard!

Boy, get behind me!


　The little lord shielded the auburn-haired child behind him.
　Without pause, the other soldiers attempted to move towards the mage man.
　In order to defeat a mage, the first step is to prevent him from using magic, so he must have acted in accordance with the standard.
　But it wasn't the mage man who hadn't thought of that.


I'm not sure. . . Impulse. Crush. sky. Break. Let the wind form an iron ring!　[Tachi Fu Ichirin (High Blade)]!


　When the mage man raises his fingertips to the sky with a chant, the [Arts Glyphs] gather together and a whirlwind swirls around them with a whirring sound.
　Before the soldiers could close the distance, it immediately formed a giant battle wheel and shot out at them.
　Not only was the spell short, but the time it took to activate was also minimal. And because it was wind, the spell itself moved quickly.
　The spell was cast so fast that the soldiers stepped on their tatas and jumped away from the scene as if they were barely alive. However, the ring of wind that had passed by them flew up into the sky and attacked the soldiers again with a tail of wind and dust.
　Perhaps it was because it resembled a battle wheel.
　The soldiers struggled to dodge it.


"Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!　Come on, come on, dance, dance!


　As the mage man said, the way they frantically dodged the wind rings was as if they were dancing. The mage man is laughing at you, as if he likes the way you look at him.
　It seems that he was not just being self-conscious when he said he was capable.
　He uses the same magic to threaten the soldiers.
　In the face of the mage man's magic, the soldiers in the army are unable to move as they wish.
　They run for cover, trying not to be torn apart by the Wind Wheel.


　And then...


"You're the one who's always drifting in the sky. You are the everyman who drifts in the sky. The enemy of every sailor in the world.


"Come, night air! Chill the wind. Freeze the wind. Kill all that blows.


　A moment later, three spells collide with the mage man's.


　The magic glyphs of the mage man and the three magic clash.


　The freezing cold air that suddenly swelled up from under my feet.


　This was the moment when they affected each other.
　I'm not sure if you've heard of it or not, but I'm sure you've heard of it.


　The two people who used the ...... magic were dressed in morning coats.
　One has a neutral, cold good looks.
　The other is a man with a physique as bad as a mage's.
　The little lord thanked them.


"Sorry, thank you.

"No, thank you. I'll leave you to it.


　The beautiful butler urges the minor lord to retreat, and the soldiers fall back behind them.
　It is always true that a mage must be followed by a mage.
　Perhaps because his own magic had been neutralized, the mage man turned a blind eye.


You're a mage too?

"Yeah.

Yeah.

"So you're the ones who rioted in the village yesterday, huh?


　The mage man said.


No, I didn't do anything.

I'm ...... just trying to get rid of them. I'm just trying to get rid of them.


　As they faced each other, a silver-haired child suddenly stepped forward.
　What's going on? It's not only our allies who are confused, but also the mage man.


...... Noah, Kazui, you two cover Deet and the others.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'll take him down.

I don't care, but if it gets dangerous, I'll intervene on my own, okay?


　The silver-haired kid nodded his head and stepped forward.


"Arx!

Deet. I'll take care of this.

Are you sure?

"I'll show you my magic, if you like.


　The auburn-haired kid looks at the silver-haired kid with a glint of anticipation in his eyes.
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I'm not sure what to say.　What is it?　I'm not sure what to do.　I'm not sure what to make of that.



Yeah. There's only one of you, and one shot of magic is enough, right?　It's none of our business.

"How dare you bark at me when I'm the fastest, most powerful magic you've ever seen?　I'll give you credit for having the guts to do that.


　When the mage man said that...


"What?　The fastest and strongest?　I'll give you credit for having the guts.


　The silver-haired boy said this in a surprising manner.


"Well...

"No, it's fast, but... I'm sure you've heard of it, but I'm sure you've never heard of it. ...... The power of magic is also ....... ......... ...strength is also ....... No, there's nothing else to see. ...... Hmm.


　I'm not sure what to do.
　I'm not sure if he's seriously considering the mage man's words or not.
　I'm sure you'll be able to understand why.


"Oh, you little bastard, you ...... licked me. ......

You're the kind of person who doesn't like to be told what to do, but you don't like to be told what to do. You're so small.


　The silver-haired child smoothly manipulates his tongue to provoke the mage man.
　However, the mage man changed his mind and did not return the snide remark.
　I'm sure you'll be able to figure out why.


"--Wind. . Ren. Impulse. Crush. sky. Break. Let the wind form an iron ring!　[High Blade]!


　The wind swirls and shoots out as a battle ring.
　The wind swirls and shoots out as a battle ring, but it doesn't pass.
　It ran over the stone floor like a wheel, trying to cut the body in half vertically.
　The shattered stone floor turned into a band of white smoke and fell with the movement of the war wheel.
　The silver-haired kid is almost wrapped up in it, but avoids a direct hit from the war wheel.


"That was fast, .......

I'm not sure what to say.　It's a good thing I'm not the only one.　I'm not sure what to do, but I'm sure it's a good idea.


　It seems that the mage man is absolutely proud of the speed at which he can use magic.


I'll kill them all myself. I'm not sure what to do with it.

"......, you're from the kingdom too, right?

I don't give a shit!　I don't care who you are!　Anyone who mocks me will be torn to pieces and die!

"............ Really?


　I'm not sure what to make of this.
　The mage man chants again.


I can't believe it.　Falling earth and sand!　Crumbling rocks!　They gather together and become a stream, breaking and falling in the contrary wind!　The wind and stone current (Stomston Well)!


　Multiple masses of wind are created in the air. You can't normally see the wind, but perhaps because you've collected so much of it, its outline has been distorted and now you can see its shape.
　An avalanche of them attacked, but the silver-haired child dodged them without any trouble.
　It was as if he knew in advance what kind of magic it was.
　Perhaps he hears the spell and guesses what kind of magic it is.
　But he's so light.
　I can't help but marvel at my enemy's ability to evade such a fast wind spell on sight without the slightest bit of trepidation.


"Chi, take your time. ......

"You're not going to hit me like that!　Come on, shoot some more!

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no!


　...... While the two were fighting, neither the territorial soldiers nor their allies were able to move.
　The mage man's magic was too dangerous for them to move.
　The only ones who could move properly were the two followers who were mages, but they could only follow their master's orders and watch over them.


　Suddenly, a mass of wind passed right by the silver-haired child for a moment.
　Suddenly, the silver-haired child swung out his fist on the spot.


　The mage man is a long way away.
　And yet, such a move.
　What the hell is he imitating? It was not accompanied by chanting, so it was not magic.
　And yet...


"Aha!


　Suddenly, the mage man lost his balance on his feet, clutching his stomach.
　It was as if he had been hit in the abdomen and bent over.
　He staggered and made an opening, but the silver-haired kid didn't follow up.




"Geez, what the hell?


　The mage man belatedly raised his voice in confusion.
　He probably doesn't understand what's been done to him either.
　The silver-haired kid is still standing there.
　It is inexplicable that he would not take advantage of such a unique opportunity.


I'm not sure why you're not doing ...... anything about it.

You don't do anything because you don't have to. You know what I'm saying?　I'm the only one with you, and one shot of magic is enough.

Come on.

Go ahead, shoot me again. Go ahead, shoot me again with that fastest magic you've got.

You, you, you little shit!　If you want to see it so badly, I'll give it to you just the way you want it!


　In the event that you're not sure what you're looking for, you'll be able to find it on the web.
　Then, his face turning red, he began to chant a spell.
　His stance is exactly the same as before.
　Pointing to the heavens, the magic creates a ring of wind.
　But why does the silver-haired kid want me to shoot first?
　The man's magic is too fast.
　Spell chanting.
　The speed of casting.
　In every way, his magic is unmatched.


(fast ...... incomparable ......?　No, that's right!


　Then it dawned on me.
　The silver-haired kid was relentless in his blatant provocation, undermining the mage man's extraordinary confidence and firing him up.
　In other words, this is...


"--wind. . . Impulse. Crush. sky. Break. The wind...


　In the tip of the forefinger that is thrust toward the ceiling, [Arts Glyphs] swirl around. I'm not sure what to do with it. The letters call out to the wind, and the wind turns into silver flashes, forming a circle, and the magic gradually moves towards completion.


　I'm not sure if you've heard of it, but I'm sure you have.


　............ The mage man must have been convinced there.
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
　In addition to the shortness of the spell, the man's magic was fast and sharp.
　If he chants first, no matter what magic he uses, he won't get there in time.
　That's why I've never been able to find an exception to the rule that there are spells that surpass it.
　Yes, a mage man will always take advantage of you if you provoke him.
　If you can get him on board, you can get him to use the magic you want.
　All you need to do is to use a spell that is faster than that.
　That way, you're sure to defeat the mage man.
　That's why the silver-haired kid made him use that spell first.


　However, Revel's prediction was correct.
　There was no time to shout "Wait! There was no time to shout "Wait!
　The silver-haired child opened his mouth only a little later than the man's chanting.


"--Minor. Combine. Focus. Small explosion.


　When the silver-haired child chanted the spell, the [Arts Glyphs] gathered together and formed a magic circle around the mage man's body.
　In the meantime, the man's magic construction was disrupted by the gathering of other Arts Glyphs. I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not, but it's a good idea.


I'm not sure what to do.

It's a spell that blows you away.

This is a spell that will blow you up.　There is no magic that can be cast faster than mine.


　There can't be.
　I'm not sure what to make of that.
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"Ugh, stick it .......


　There was no way to see what had happened because of the sudden impact.
　All I could do was endure the blowing wind and the heat that accompanied it.
　Suddenly, I heard a child's voice.



It's true that using the ramble method for spells can speed up the chanting and the speed of casting. However, this will neglect the context of the spell and weaken the bonds between the words, making it more susceptible to the magic of the opponent. Like this.



　Was that a reference to the shortcomings of the mage man's magic?
　Eventually, the afterimage was removed from my vision, and I could see what was going on around me.
　A cracked steel plate.
　Shattered crates.
　Shattered windows.


　The man who was supposed to be at the center of it was nowhere to be seen.
　The only thing that remains are the small pieces of debris that used to be the body, burnt off and stuck to things around.


　It's a good idea to take a look at the website and see if you can find anything that might help you. ...... The body of the mage man must have been shattered by the magic that was used earlier.
　But the man was not allowed to scream, as he should have done at the last moment.
　There was a sooty smell in the air.
　And the dust that was falling.
　There were others who had been caught up in it, and some of them had fallen and were unable to move.


"Ugh, wow. ......


　I finally managed to squeeze out my voice, but it was too shaky to form words.
　Even if it was the person who had been harassing me, the person I had just been talking to had just died in such a cruel manner.
　My brain is shaken by the shock.
　I can't think properly.


　But was it the same for the other allies?


"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

"Oh, oh, oh, ......

People were wiped out. ...... Oh, no.


　A person slumps to the ground.
　Some slumped to the ground, their trembling mouths spinning inarticulate sounds.
　Some staggered back and fell heavily.
　Some of them staggered back and fell heavily.
　More than half of them had lost their will to fight.


"Wow, that was amazing!　What the hell was that?


　While his allies were dismayed, a child with reddish-brown hair looked on in surprise.
　He's surprised, but he doesn't seem to feel fear because of the magic of his ally, he seems to be honestly impressed.
　In addition, he even said something horrible to the silver-haired child, innocently saying, "Show me again! and other horrible things.
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　It's a great way to get the most out of your time with your family and friends. ............ Revel also had the opportunity to observe a mage drill when he was in military school.
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　--【Earth Piercing Needle(Land Pierce)

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　The number of sophisticated spells that could be used in battle was limited.
　When it came to offensive magic, it was commonplace for all mages to follow suit and use them.
　I thought that mages were like that no matter where they came from, and I remember that my classmates and instructors had the same perception.
　But this was different.
　It's not just something prescribed for a limited situation, like imperial magic.
　It's a technique that each individual has developed independently in pursuit of results.


　--This is the mage of the kingdom.


　Suddenly, a terrible chill runs down my spine.
　It was not an external chill, as if you were hit by ice, but rather a chill as if cold air had traveled from your core to the outside of your body.
　It was the kind of chill that you wouldn't feel even if you were sent naked into the cold northern sky.


　The beautiful butler walked up to the silver-haired child and offered his praise.

"Well done, sir. You won the battle.

You won the game, didn't you?" "He played me well. Thank God he's a hothead.

He seemed like a good guy, but he had a flaw in his random-text method, which means he was probably a ...... mole.

You're probably right. The strength of the spell is weakened as you continue to pile up disparate words, which is something that can be quickly taught at the Academy of Magic.


　After the impersonal squire had such a conversation with the handsome steward, he told the silver-haired child.


But even so, that kind of magic in a place like this is a little chilling, don't you think?

I'm sure you're not the only one. It's also less powerful.

"So you used it without hesitation?　You're still a scary master.

Oh, ...... where has the Arx-sama of those days, who was genuinely happy to see magic, gone?

"Here, here.


　The three of us are having such a conversation in such a shura.
　It's a casual exchange, as if this kind of thing is commonplace.
　Not only our side, but even the soldiers of the territory army are tense and stiff, and to be able to talk like that is something completely different.


　Eventually, the silver-haired child, with a stern look on his face.
　He stepped forward.
　Perhaps because he was overwhelming the place with his magic, his allies stepped back.
　The silver-haired child glares at his allies.
　In normal times, he has a lovely face that would be adored by anyone.
　It would not have the power to overwhelm others.
　But now, his eyes have an icy coldness in them that makes you feel terrible fear.


　As his allies cowered from his sudden glare, the silver-haired child shouted.


If you guys resist any longer, I'll blow you up with a ■■ like that guy!


　But those words were the end.
　Even those who hadn't lost their will to fight were slowed down by fear.
　The hearts of those who had been trying to resist began to waver.
　And it wasn't Rastinel's army that was going to let that happen.


"Not yet!　Capture them all!


　The auburn-haired child commanded.
　The soldiers began to move, incapacitating their allies one by one.
　They even gagged them to prevent them from drinking the poison.
　They will not be able to escape control now.
　If we don't get rid of the evidence somehow...




(Oh, shit! Oh, shit!　Why am I in this mess? ......!


　I whined in my mind as I took out an engraved igniter from my pocket.
　There's no other way but to set fire to it.
　Burn all the evidence with fire, and escape in the confusion of the fire.
　But for some reason, it doesn't light.
　I'm sure I'm using the right igniter.
　Yet, there is no fire or even sparks.


(Why?　(Why! Only in this case, ......!


　Was someone else trying to destroy the evidence in the midst of the frustration caused by the uncontrollable situation?


"Open fire!


　But the words that came back from his subordinate were.


So, that's what ...... is for.

Even if it's dead, you can still light it with an imprint!　What are you doing?

What are you doing? - It doesn't matter what I say, if it doesn't light, it doesn't light!

What do you mean, "burns"?　Oh, really?


　In the event that you've got a lot of money, you'll be able to use it for a lot of things.
　The vague haze that the mage man described as a game.
　It wasn't meant to weaken the effect of his own magic.
　It was meant to create a fog in advance to prevent the fire from being lit.


So he used it to destroy the evidence?　I'm sure you'll be happy to know that I'm not the only one.


　Not only did he provoke the mage man and play him for a fool, but he also predicted our actions and unleashed that spell beforehand.
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for and what you need to do to get it.


I'm not sure what to do.　It's a good idea.　And that's not all. ......


　I can hear the soldier's voice.
　Yes, it's not just the silver we're trying to get out of here.
　We still have the seals from the other territories, the documents that forged the permits, and even the instructions for the future.


　--I found the evidence.

　--The enemy has been neutralized.


　The soldiers started shouting one after another.
　There's no way we can get away with this.
　Just as I thought, using a place like this as a base was a bad idea.
　This is all the fault of those idiots who didn't listen to my advice.





　It's all over here.
　The territorial army will seize him, and the Count's misdeeds will be exposed.
　But I can't let this end.
　I have to escape somehow.
　If I'm caught, they'll know the empire exists.


　But I don't want to drink the poison gracefully.


　I've barely graduated from military school.


　I'm supposed to have a bright future ahead of me.


　Dying in a place like this is not something I can accept.


　So I have to do something, anything.