"What the hell is wrong with you people? I didn't hear any of this!"



　We were sitting on the snow with our hands tied behind our backs. Self-destructive, I know, but Lucky had made sure that all the wounded men recovered.

　It's a good thing that killing them and burying them is not a problem, but ...... they were too weak to be killed.



　It seems that the two leaders of the attackers this time are the man with the staff and the knight.

　However, both of them have their own personalities and ...... they don't agree with each other at all.

　We'd prefer that they'd split up, but we're getting tired of dealing with them.



"I told you to keep your mouth shut. You're giving me nothing but useless information!"

"Shut up. You're always talking about rules, rules, rules!　I'm getting so mad myself!"



　The man with the cane would not shut up.

　They were supposed to be the same people, but how could they have paired up two such opposites and sent them out as scouts? Normally, they would have had a stronger chain of command, but I couldn't read their intentions at all, whether they were paired up just for the sake of it or not.



"I came here because I heard that scouts in a remote village like this can be overrun unilaterally, so why should I have to go through this? I'm one of the best mages in the world!　I'm one of the best mages in the world, and you guys should remember that, making me look this miserable.



　What should I say? .......

　The man with the wand was a son of a b*tc*, to put it lightly.

　Still, this man could call himself one of the best mages in the world.



　Is it really a country that specializes in magic? Is it a country that does not specialize in offensive magic, but has developed magic for daily life?

　I wonder what kind of expression he will have when he meets Domorte.

　All of this man's conventional wisdom must be destroyed.



"What do we do, Mr. Locke?　Bury it?"

　Shannon said, giving them a cold stare, as if she was trying to scare them.

　We need to get as much information as we can out of here.



"Yes, I suppose so. We could bury them in the snowy mountains. If we don't find their bodies, no one will know who they are. But if they're going to give up information, it might be worth helping them."



　The first to snap was the man with the cane.

"I'll tell you what, we're from the magical Suiju. We used the passageway at the wall over there.

　The man looked in the same direction as the passage we had just found.

　It must be connected to the land of Suidu.



Shut up!

　The knight tried to silence the man by slamming into him, but the man just kept talking.



"What do you want?　What is your purpose?　My purpose is to kill people. The others are here for the village's specialties and to make the dragons run rampant in this country.



　I wonder what to do with this overly simplistic story.

　We want information, sure, but we also want to confuse people with false information.



　I am tempted to break off because what is not told is not told, but if he says so much, I am inclined to doubt him as if he is lying.

　However, it does not seem to be beneficial for him to tell a lie.

　It was obvious that he was only thinking of himself.



"You said you guys are scouts. When's the main group coming?

"Tomorrow night. Tomorrow night we wizards are going to use our snow magic and take care of everything in the dark of night. No one will notice if this village disappears anyway.

I said shut up!



　I hope he's okay. I don't know if he's serious or if he's joking, but the fact that he would say such a thing to his friends makes me wonder if he's ...... really a fool or if ...... it's really a trap.



"Master, are you telling the truth?"

"I don't know, but we should turn him over to the chief. It is this village that will be attacked. We can't afford not to talk to the chief.



"Mr. Locke, I don't think you'll be going home tomorrow."

　Shannon looks at me with pity.

　That's crazy. I hadn't told her I'd help her yet, so how could she read my mind?

　Of course I was going to help her.



"Shannon, how did you know I was staying in this village?"

"How could Mr. Locke abandon us?"

　I wonder what kind of image he has of me.



"Oh, I see. The man with the cane, does he have any friends in the village?

No. No. We were going to come here tonight and do some preliminary work. Now that we've told you everything, why don't you let us go?　I'll kill the other guys if I have to. Please."



　Sounds like a scumbag at heart.

　I don't fully trust ...... but there's a good chance he's telling the truth.



"Either release them or ...... take them to the chief now and ask him to take them."

----Rock, how are we going to get him there? ----



"It'll take time, but we'll have to make him walk. If they're left out here at night, they'll freeze to death. That's not a good feeling."



"I'm not going to listen to you!　I'm prepared to die here! I won't talk and I won't move. I'm a knight!




　Pretending, are we?

　It's good to see that the only knight is still tied up, if he hasn't given up yet, but he's still in good spirits.



"If you don't want to move, I don't blame you. Then that's it..."

"Master, he doesn't want to walk. That's the only way."

　Shannon and Mellow grin and look at Lucky's sleigh.

　I see, they both want to take them for a ride.



"Lucky?"

--"I'm not a dog, but if that's the way it's going to be, I don't have a choice. I'll take care of it.

　Lucky's tail was wagging as he said this.

　Did he want to pull it rather than ride it?



"I'm never going to do what you guys want me to do!"

　We didn't care about the men who were saying that, we just kept on pulling them on Lucky's sleigh.



　The other soldiers were complaining, but I guess it was just momentum.

　They were making a lot of noise with their mouths, but when it came time to get on the sled, they were on their feet.

　It was like watching a bad comedy.



　After the men are on the sleigh, they tie Lucky's body tightly to the sleigh.

"Okay, Lucky," he says.

"Mr. Locke, I'm in the box yard, aren't I?"

"I'm in the box yard, master."

　Shannon and Mellow disappeared into the box yard in an instant without hearing my reply.

　It's inexcusable. I can't run away in a situation like this.



--Let's rock.

"Okay. Take Ivan with you and make sure he's safe.

----Yeah.



　Ivan and I rode directly on Lucky, while the rest of us were tied to the sled with ropes to keep us from falling off.

　This way they would not fall off if they fell off a little.



　As Lucky accelerated in three strides, the men still tied to the sled suddenly started screaming.

　They are still far from top speed.



　The sleigh floats in the air and swings up and down violently as Lucky runs through the snowy mountains at a tremendous speed.　　

　That's Patra's sled. The sled is slammed into the ground, going up and down so violently, but it shows no sign of breaking down.



　At first, I could hear them yelling and screaming in agony, but then they became quieter and quieter.

　They must have gotten used to Lucky's speed.

　They seem to be surprisingly adaptable.



　Thinking of this, I looked behind me and saw that all of them had fainted, their eyes going blank.

　I don't mean to torture them.



　We just have to put up with a little bumping and shaking.

　It was only a few minutes before we arrived at the village, but the men had completely lost their vitality.

　I wish them good ...... luck as they are about to be interrogated again.