I wonder how much time has passed.
　Many of the soldiers who had prepared breakfast had already begun to finish their meals.
　This was the result of Muraji's unhesitating acceptance of Celestia's complaints.

　Even though I led the way, it seems that Seretia was not only deprived of her country's achievements, but also couldn't keep quiet when she saw Mouradji's promotion. If I had been in a naive state of mind, I might have said as much.

　But here's one thing I've learned.
　This Muraji guy is a very mature guy.

　When Mouradji saw that Seretia looked refreshed, he brought us under a tent with a limp expression on his face.

I looked at the sentry and said, "Compared to the others, this one is a lot bigger and more guarded.

　The tent was five times the size of the others, and the guards were evenly spaced around it.
　The security was unnaturally tight for a strategy meeting, and I judged that it was certain that they were hiding something that should not be seen. It seems that I'm not the only one, and Seretia and the others have the same look of anticipation on their faces.

"Master Muraji, who are they?

　One of the guards guarding the entrance approached Muraji, glaring at us.

"This is the man who saved my life. They're not suspicious. Anyway, is there anyone inside?

"The Commander and a few others are here.

...... Oh, well, we'll figure it out. ......

　Mouradji told us to stand by, and went into the tent alone.

　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

I don't think he's going to be empty-handed, not after all he's said.

"I don't think she said that much.

　I don't think I said that much," Celestia said, as if she hadn't said that much, and began to check with Neya and Pheuel. I felt a little sorry for Mouradji, it's a scary thing to be unaware.
　As Neya and Fiehl began to explain, there was a sound from the tent, as if something had been struck. Then Mouradji peeked out of the tent, only the right half of his face peeking out, and beckoned to us.

It seems to have worked.

I can't wait to see what you have in store for us.

　In addition to Mouradji, who had a swollen left half of his face, there was an old knight who appeared to be the leader of the group, three other knights, and a man chained to a metal rod stuck in the ground.

You have come a long way. I am Alexus Brassand, Commander of the Guardians of the Holy Sea of Cassandra. I've just heard about you from Mlage. I'm glad you defeated that fox from the Rain Kingdom," the knight commander said as he shook my hand.

　I didn't understand what he meant, and when I turned to look at Muraji, he gave me a wry smile.
　Considering this reaction and the situation, I think it's fair to assume that he was taking credit for the murder of the Rain Kingdom woman. This would explain why Mouradji was promoted to a first class knight, why his face was swollen, and why the Knight Commander had softened his stance.

In the event that you're not sure what you're looking for, you'll be able to find a lot more information on the web.

No, because I made him do it. You can't blame Mr. Brassand that much. Besides, it was you, Muraji, who brought me to this tent instead of sending me away. I'm sure I can help you.

Those are reassuring words. In the Kingdom of Carlitz, you defeated the immortal goblin Sombi.

　The Knight Commander leads me to a man in chains.
　The man is dressed in clothes that seem to belong to the Kingdom of Raine, unlike those of the soldiers of the Kingdom of Cassandra. The clothes are quite damaged, but there is not a single scar on his body, which is unnatural.

"Have you finished with me yet?　Just let me go. Tell him," the man said in a light tone, and turned to the knight standing beside him.

I don't understand the relationship. Isn't this man in chains an enemy soldier?

The man in the chain is an enemy soldier, a true dead man who was confirmed dead a year ago by a friend of Marc's named Kane. I want you to take a look at this first.

　The Knight Commander picked up a knife and plunged it mercilessly into the man's thigh.
　The man screamed and shouted at the Commander, but the wound from which the knife had been removed did not bleed, and even that wound closed up after a while.

This is the answer of a dead man. When he tried to cut off his arm, not a drop of blood came out, and the arm he cut off tried to attach itself to his body as if it had a self. Dead people don't have a pulse, of course.

　It's similar to the goblin zombie I failed to kill, but this is something else entirely.
　This guy has an ego.
　And he doesn't bleed at all, which is different from the goblin zombie.
　That was just a mutation born in the process of reanimation magic, a monster, but alive.

　This man was not brought back to life by reanimation magic. But if he really is a dead man, then he's definitely been subjected to something beyond my reanimation spell.

There is one more strange thing about this dead man," the Commander said, raising his right hand lightly to the knight named Marc.

"You think there's more to it?

"When this man Marc is gone, ...... well, you'll see.

　It happened as Marc walked out of the tent on the orders of the Knight Commander.
　In the event you've got a lot of time, you'll be able to take a look at a few of the best ways to get the most out of your time.