132.Eat You Alive
ヴィシーから独立したピュルサンを出発した伝令は、実際に受けた“フォカロル領軍と接触せよ”という指示を隠したままフォカロルまで辿り着いていた。
その時点で、一二三はおろか領軍から百五十名ほどがホーラント方面へ友軍救出のために出発していた。
だが、これはピュルサンの伝令にとっては好都合だった。本来であれば領主である一二三もしくは軍のトップであるアリッサに話をつけるというのが指示であり、その二人がオーソングランデ王都に向かったということであれば、直接女王に助けを求めたとしてもピュルサン国王であるミノソンへ説明もしやすい。
フォカロル領軍からかなりの人数がホーラント方面へ出発したという情報も、ピュルサンとしては有利に働く。今は国を安定させるのに必死で、騒動を起こしてほしくはないミノソンとしては、少なくともフォカロルの戦力が減っているのは良い知らせだろう。
ところが、集団で進むフォカロル領軍を追い抜き、急ぎ向かった彼らが王都にたどりついた時点で耳にしたのは、新たな敵だという“魔人族”の情報だった。
「......それは、いったいどういう......」
王城で女王の不在を知った伝令は、責任者不在との一言で誰にも話ができず、仕方なく王都で情報を収集することにした。
その一環として、酒場の客から最近の情報を聞いていた伝令は、魔人族という耳慣れない言葉を聞いた。
「なんでも、荒野に住んでる亜人らしいぜ。俺も良くは知らねぇが、新しい魔人族の王がいて、それが人間の町を襲うってんだから、たまったもんじゃねぇな」
それがわかってから、騎士も兵士もピリピリした様子で訓練してやがる、と大工だという酔っ払いは、へっへっと笑っている。
「その割には、ずいぶん余裕そうだな」
酒をおごって充分滑らかになった口は、伝令が一言尋ねると堰を切ったように話してくれた。
「どんな奴が相手でも、あの細剣の騎士様が何とかしてくれるって。なんつっても、一人で荒野を走破してきたなんつぅ、とんでもないお方だ。しかも、その魔人族を一匹仕留めてきたってんだから、大したもんだ」
「仕留めた?」
「ああ、王城近くの広場に飾ってあるぜ。人間みてぇな面ァしてるが、首だけになっても生きてるんだから、ありゃ本当に人間とは違うんだな」
「首だけで......」
翌日になって、酔っ払いから聞いた場所を探してみると、確かに魔人族の首が飾られている。
触れられないように高い台がすえつけられ、その上にロープで固定された首が忌々しげに人々を見下ろし、声にならない声を上げるように口をあけている。
「これは、すごいな......。オーソングランデは、こんなものとも戦う気なのか」
独り言を呟いてから、違うな、と考え直す。
もし荒野から出てくるならば、ヴィシーが巻き込まれる。荒野とは離れていると言っても、ピュルサンも巻き込まれないとも限らない。
「我々に、こんな化け物と戦う戦力も技術も無いんだがな」
オーソングランデに協力を乞う理由が増えたな、と伝令は小さく舌打ちをした。
「ちょっと、よろしいですか?」
禍々しいとさえいえる生首を見上げていると、伝令に話しかけてくる男がいた。
やせ気味で、ごくごく一般的な麻の服をきた若い男は、まるで線を引いたかのように目を細めてニコニコと笑っている。
「はあ、なんでしょうか?」
「ひょっとして、ヴィシーの方から来られました?」
「......それが、どうかしましたか?」
訝しむ伝令に、男はやだなぁ、と言いながら手を振る。
「そんなに警戒しないでくださいよ」
そっと顔を近づけた男は、周りに聞こえない声で言う。
「僕も貴方と同じ所から来ているんです」
「えっ」
「というより、連絡役としてもう長いことここに住んでいるんですけれどね。良かったらちょっと話しませんか。僕も
男が行きつけだという料理屋に入り、個室を取る。
「ここならゆっくり話せますし、従業員も口が堅いので気にせず話せますよ」
「それで、国の状況はどうですか?」
飲み物と簡単な食事を頼むと、さっそく男は話を振ってきた。
一口、薄めたワインを飲んだ伝令は、自分がピュルサンを出てきたときの状況を説明しましょう、と語る。
「ピュルサン自体は安定に向かっています。ミノソン代表......国王は、まだ安心できない状況であるとは言われていました。ひとまずフォカロル、ひいてはオーソングランデと友好的な関係が結べれば、ヴィシーに対してもけん制になる、と」
「なるほど。その使者として、この町まで来られたわけですね」
「まあ、そうですね」
まさか命令を無視する形でここまで来たとは言えない。
「では、オーソングランデの状況ですが、ホーラントとの戦闘に向かっているようですね。一部貴族がホーラントへ侵攻を企て、それを女王自らが率いる軍が抑えに向かったようです」
しかも、と二股のフォークに突き刺した蒸し芋を顔の前で揺らしながら、男が言う。
「トオノ伯爵が、側近を連れてホーラントへ先行し、軍の本体が追いかけているそうで」
「ああ、その話なら知っています。私もここへ来る途中でフォカロルの軍を追い抜いてきましたから」
「なるほど、では......」
不意に表情に影を落とした男に、伝令は眉をひそめた。
「何か、気になることでも?」
「先ほど見られていた、魔人族のことです」
ぐいっとカップのワインを飲み干し、カツン、と音を立ててテーブルへ置く。
「あれらの軍勢がもしフォカロルないしヴィシー方面へ侵攻してきた場合、トオノ伯爵不在でどの程度抵抗できるでしょう。いや、それでなくてもヴィシーが我々ピュルサンに向かって攻勢に出た場合、責任者がいないフォカロルやオーソングランデは動いてくれますかね?」
「うっ......しかし、ヴィシーはフォカロルと事を構えるつもりはないでしょう」
「ホーラントも、動かないと考えられていましたよ?」
誰かが勝算有りと考えたなら、その前提は簡単に崩れるでしょう、と男は首を振る。
「実は、声をかけたのはある物を郷里まで届けていただきたいと思ったからです。本来なら、僕のような潜伏担当者が予定外に自分から接触したりはしません」
「ある物?」
藁にもすがるような思いで問うてきた伝令に、男は優しく微笑む。
「ホーラントから手に入れた、兵士を強化する魔道具があります。これがあれば、少なくともヴィシー相手に簡単に潰されるということはないでしょう」
「そんな物があるのですか」
「ひょんなことで手に入れたのですが、物が物だけに輸送を依頼する相手もおらず、途方に暮れていたのですよ。女王との接触が叶わなかったのは残念ですが、これで充分な成果になるのではありませんか? すぐにここにお持ちしますから、ぜひお願いできれば」
この時の男の笑みは、先ほどとは少し違うものだったが、伝令は気づくことができなかった。
荷車に乗せられた魔道具と魔法薬一式を曳きながら、何度も礼を言いながら街中へ消えていった伝令を見送ると、男はその顔から笑顔を消した。
「......どうやら、うまくいったようで」
店員と称して料理を運んできていた中年の男が声をかけた。
「ふん。ヴィシーの中央委員会がらみならもっと良かったが、まあうまく行った方だろう。こちらから一言も町の名前を出さなかったというのに、自分からペラペラしゃべってくれて助かった。楽な仕事だったな」
店内へ戻った男たちは、客席ではなく奥の従業員のための休憩室に入ると、慣れた手つきで椅子を引き寄せ、どっかりと座る。
「種は撒いた、とクゼム宰相へ連絡を。これでヴィシーからのちょっかいを気にすることなく、オーソングランデとの戦いに、専念できるというわけだ。宰相閣下も、なかなか気のまわる人だね」
手ずからワインをカップに注ぎ、半分ほど一気に呷る。
「はてさて、後は宰相閣下の思惑通り、細剣の騎士様を仕留めることができれば、俺も国に帰って出世できるってもんだが。どうだろうね」
「うまく行きますよ、きっと」
一二三は適当な事を言ったり嘘をつくことも平気だが、基本的に顔を隠すことも無ければ身分を偽ったりは面倒だという理由でしないので、伝令が王都近くで正面から馬にのってやってくる黒髪の人物が、トオノ伯爵であることに気付くのは難しくなかった。
フォカロルまで行くつもりだった伝令は、想定外の場所で見かけた重要人物の姿に焦ってしまい、馬を操るのに失敗してもたついてしまったが、なんとか声をかけることには成功した。
「と、トオノ伯爵様でありますか?」
「誰だお前?」
首を振る馬を必死でなだめながら話しかけてきた若い男性に、一二三は呆れたような顔で返した。
一二三の後ろにいたオリガがくすくすと笑う声が聞こえて、伝令は恥ずかしさで耳まで赤くなる。
「と、突然ですが、失礼します!」
馬から飛び降り、伝令は手綱をつかんだまま片膝をついた。
「私はビロン伯爵領から伝令として使わされました、オセと申します。ホーラント方面での戦況と......マ・カルメ様の最期についてお伝えに参りました」
「そうか。そりゃご苦労。アリッサ、お前も聞いておけ」
「う、うん。マ・カルメさんの最期って、まさか......」
馬に乗って進み出たアリッサを見て、伝令は固まっている。
「どうしたの?」
「い、いえ。その......軍務長官のアリッサ様というのは......」
「僕だけど?」
絶句しているオセに、アリッサは首をかしげているが、オリガは鋭い視線を向けていた。
「オセさん、とおっしゃいましたね?」
「は、はい!」
マ・カルメの話から絶世の美女のような印象を持っていたオセは、かわいらしいとは思うものの、まだ少女と言っていい見た目のアリッサを見て混乱していたのだが、圧迫されるようなオリガの声で、我に返った。
「アリッサが今の地位にいるのは、もちろん夫との縁もありますが、偏に彼女の努力と実力があってのこと。妙な疑念を抱くようなまねは......」
「とんでもございません!」
ほとんど土下座するような勢いで頭を下げたオセに、なるほど、とアリッサは納得していた。
「確かに、同じ歳の連中と比べても、アリッサは小さいしな」
「一二三さん、ひどい!」
結婚してぐっと女性らしい艶が出たオリガを見て、アリッサはひそかに自分の見た目にため息をついたことがあった。
「それより、さっさと話をしてくれ。マ・カルメは死んだのか?」
なら、その状況を聞いておこう、と一二三は言った。
「本当に命を落とされたかはわかりませんが、状況から見て、絶望的かと......」
オセが涙ながらに語ったマ・カルメの勇姿を、一二三は馬上で腕を組んで聞いていた。
アリッサはオリガにすがりついて泣いている。
「......は?」
思わず顔をあげたオセの視界に、笑顔の一二三が映った。
「マ・カルメもなかなかやるな。ホーラントにやられたのはいただけないが、そこまでの動きは悪くない。少ない人数で、可能な限りたくさん殺すことができている」
機嫌よく馬のたてがみを撫でる。
「ホーラントの連中も大したもんだ。魔法と投槍器を使って、大勢で小数を囲むのは確実な方法だな。お前を逃がしたのは失敗だが、きっちりと戦うための準備をして、実行できている」
いったい何を言っているのか、とオセが混乱していると、オリガが一オクターブ高い声で言う。
「これも、一二三様のご指導の賜物。素晴らしいですね」
「え......」
オセは、自分が持ってきた情報は悲報だと思っていたのだが、目の前の英雄は笑っている。
そのことが理解できず、泣いているはずのアリッサに、助けを求めるように視線を向けた。
そこには、怒りの表情で涙を流す少女がいた。
「おう、どうした?」
「お願いがあります」
アリッサは、馬を下りて手綱をオリガに渡すと、一二三の前で深々と頭を下げた。
「ホーラントとの戦いは復讐戦ということになった......なりました。これは僕の復讐でもあります」
馬上から見下ろす一二三は、薄い笑みを絶やさない。
「そうだな。お前がマ・カルメたちの復讐をしたいと思うなら、これは復讐戦だ。誰のものでもない。お前の復讐だ」
「だから、僕がやる。やらせてください。オリガさんが復讐を果たしたように、僕にもその機会をください」
この願いは、通るかどうかアリッサにはわからなかった。一二三の性格を考えれば、自分が前に出て戦うと言う可能性は高かったし、自分の敵を横取りするつもりだと言われてもおかしくはなかった。
だが、まだまだアリッサは一二三の性格を正確にはわかっていない。
不安に曇るアリッサとは対照的に、オリガはにこやかにほほ笑んでいた。
「面白い!」
一二三が両手を打つ音が街道に響く。
「ホーラントもフォカロルの軍も、しっかり成長しているし、この分ならイメラリアの軍もそれなりには戦えるだろう。アリッサ」
「お前の復讐とは、何をすれば完遂になる?」
一二三とアリッサの視線が交錯する。
「......マ・カルメさんたちを殺すことを命令した人と、実際に殺した人を、殺すこと......」
「よしよし、それで良い。それで良いんだ」
腕を伸ばし、アリッサの髪をくしゃくしゃに撫でた一二三は、上機嫌に笑う。
「お前に任せる。軍を使って腹いっぱいやるといい。イメラリアと競争だからな。負けるなよ?」
「俺が後ろで見ていてやろう」
「うん! ありがとう、一二三さん!」
完全に蚊帳の外だったオセは、突然一二三の視線が自分に向いたことで、思わず肩を震わせた。
「な、なんでしょう!」
「このままフォカロル方面へ進んで、フォカロル領軍に今の話を伝えてくれ」
これは駄賃だ、と一二三が闇魔法収納から一振りの脇差を取り出し、オセに投げ渡した。
「マ・カルメが欲しがっていた、アリッサと同じ装飾の脇差だ。それを見れば、軍の連中も俺からの依頼だとわかるだろう」
「このような貴重なもの......」
「持って行け。受け取る奴がいなくなったんだ。もしマ・カルメが生きていたなら、たっぷり吹っ掛けて売りつければいい。あいつのことだから、有り金全部渡すだろうな」
高笑いする一二三に、オセは脇差を頭上に掲げて「ありがたく、頂戴いたします」と声を振り絞った。
視界が揺れてはっきりとは見えなかったが、オセの視界には、アリッサとオリガが泣いているのが見えた。
Chapter 132: Eat You Alive
The messenger, who departed Pursang, which got independent from Vichy, arrived at Fokalore while actually hiding the order
At that point in time not only Hifumi but also 150 soldiers from the feudal army departed in the direction of Horant in order to rescue their friendly troops.
However, this was convenient for the messenger from Pursang. His order is to talk with Hifumi, who's the feudal lord, or Alyssa, who's the military's top. If those two headed to the capital of Orsongrande, it would be easier to explain to the king of Pursang, Minoson, if he directly requested help from the queen as well.
Even the news that quite the number of soldiers from Fokalore's feudal army had departed towards Horant, will be advantageous to Pursang. For Minoson, who doesn't want a riot currently occurring and is frantic in stabilizing the country, it's at least good information that the war potential of Fokalore has decreased.
Even so, after overtaking Fokalore's feudal army, which was advancing in a group, what he heard when he arrived at the capital, where he headed in a hurry, was the news of a new enemy called
"... What the hell does that..."
The messenger, who got to know about the queen's absence at the royal castle, was unable to exchange brief words with anyone as the person in charge was away and thus decided to gather information in the capital as last resort.
Hearing the most recent news from a bar's guest as part of that, the messenger heard the unfamiliar term demons.
"They say that demons are apparently demi-humans living in the wastelands. I ain't getting it quite well either, but having a new demon king, they gathered up because they gonna attack human cities, aren't they?"
"After that has become known, the knights and soldiers are training with a tense atmosphere", says the drunkard, who calls himself a carpenter, and laughs with a "Hehe."
"Considering all that, you seem to be quite carefree."
The drunkard's mouth, which became plenty talkative after being treated to booze, gushed forth one word after the other once asked briefly by the messenger.
"No matter what kind of opponent it is, that Knight of the Slender Sword-sama will handle it in one way or the other. Anyway, he is an outrageous man who covered the whole wastelands by himself. Moreover, as he brought down one of those demons, it won't be a great problem."
"Brought down?"
"Yea, it's decorating the plaza close to the royal castle. It has a face resembling humans, but since it's alive even though it's just a head, it's really different from a human."
"Just as head..."
On the next day he tries to find the place he heard about from the drunkard and it's certainly decorated with a demon's head.
Having been installed on a high stand so that it doesn't get touched, the head, which was affixed by a rope on top of it, looks down on the people in a provoking manner and opens its mouth to raise a mute voice.
"This is, amazing... Orsongrande intends to fight such things as well?"
After he mutters to himself, he rethinks with a
If they come out from the wastelands, Vichy will be dragged into it. Although we are apart from the wastelands, it won't be limited to them, even if Pursang won't get involved.
"We don't have the combat potential and technology to fight such monsters though."
"The reasons to ask Orsongrande for its cooperation increased", the messenger clicked his tongue quietly.
"Is it fine to take a little moment of your time?"
When he looked up at the freshly severed head, which can be even called ominous, there was a man who addressed the messenger.
The young man, who wore an extremely typical linen clothes while looking like a lean person, smiles friendly with his whole face as if it was completely drawn onto his face like that.
"Haa, what is it?"
"Did you come from Vichy's direction by any chance?"
"... What's wrong with that?"
The man waves his hands while saying "Nothing, nothing" to the messenger who is suspicious of him.
"Please don't be on such alertness towards me."
The man, who brought his face close quietly, says in a voice that can't be heard by the surroundings,
"You and me have come from the same place."
"Huh?"
"Or rather, I'm living in this place for a long time already in my role as liaison. If you like, won't you chat with me for a little while? I want to hear news about my home country."
Entering a restaurant which is his favourite one according to the man's words, they take a private room.
"If it's this place, we will be able to talk at ease. As the employees are tight-lipped as well, we can talk without worry."
"So, how's the country's situation?"
Once he ordered simple meals and drinks, he breeched the topic at once.
The messenger, who drank a mouthful of diluted wine, talks to explain the circumstances at the time he left Pursang.
"Pursang itself is heading towards stability. Representative.... King Minoson has said that it's still not a situation where one can feel relieved. If we can tie friendly relationships with not only Orsongrande but Fokalore as well for the present, that will turn into a restraint for Vichy, he said."
"I see. That means you came to this city as his envoy."
"Well, that's how it is."
By no means can he say that he came to this place after ignoring his orders.
"Well then, it's about Orsongrande's situation, but that side seems to be heading towards a war with Horant. A part of the nobles plotted to invade Horant and it looks like the queen headed out to suppress them while leading the troops herself."
"Furthermore", while swinging the steamed potato, which he stabbed with his two-forked fork, in front of his face, the man says,
"It seems that Earl Tohno is preceding towards Horant with his close aides while the army's main unit is trailing after him."
"Yea, if it's about that, I know that. On the way of getting here I passed Fokalore's troops as well."magic
"I see, then..."
The messenger frowned due to the man casting a shadow on his face all of a sudden.
"Is there something bothering you?"
"It's about the demon we have seen not long ago."
Downing the cup of wine in one go, he place it on the table with a *clonk*.
"If those ((demon)) troops came invading towards the direction of Fokalore or Vichy, it might be possible to oppose them to some degree with Earl Tohno absent. Even without that, I wonder whether Fokalore or Orsongrande would make a move with their leaders absent, if Vichy started an offensive against our Pursang?"
"Uuh... however, Vichy has no intention to take an aggressive stance against Fokalore."
"Wasn't it inconceivable that Horant would make such a move either?"
"If someone thought that they might have the prospects for victory, that assumption would likely crumble easily", the man shakes his head.
"As a matter of fact I called out to you because I want you to deliver certain objects to our home country. Originally, someone like me, who is expected to stay hidden, won't get in touch with others willingly."
"Certain objects?"
The man gently smiles at the messenger who asked with a feeling like grasping at straws.
"It's magic tools that strengthen soldiers which I obtained from Horant. If it's this, it might at least be possible to not get easily crushed by Vichy."
"There's such a thing?"
"Although it's something I got my hands on by chance, I was at a loss without a partner whom I can trust to transport it as the objects are what they are. It's disappointing that you couldn't get in touch with the queen, but won't it be a sufficient accomplishment with this? Since I have it at hand right here, I'd like to request it from you by all means, if possible."
The smile of the man at that time was slight different from some time ago, but the messenger was unable to notice that.
Once he saw off the messenger who vanished into the city while thanking him many times over and pulling a cart with all the magic tools and potions placed on it, the man erased the smile from his face.
"... It seems to have gone smoothly."
A middle-aged man, who carried the dishes and called himself clerk, called out to him.
"Humph. It would have been even better if he was related to the central committee of Vichy, but well, I guess it turned out well. Even though you didn't mention the city's name with a single word from your side, it saved us trouble that he flapped his mouth on his own accord. It was an easy job."
The men, who returned to the store's interior, enter an empty resting room for employees inside, pull the chairs to themselves with familiar motions and sit down on them with a *flump*.
"The seed has been sown. Tell that to Prime Minister Kuzemu. With this we can put out undivided attention on the fight with Orsongrande without having to worry about Vichy meddling. His Excellency, the Prime Minister, is a person quite attentive of the small details, too."
Pouring wine into a cup by himself, he gulps down around half in one go.
"Let's see, if it's later possible to kill the Knight of the Slender Sword-sama according to the predictions of His Excellency, even I will get promoted once I return to the country. What do you think?"
"If it goes smoothly, certainly."
Hifumi stays composed even if it's about telling a suitable lie, but since he basically doesn't do it with the reason that it's troublesome to falsify one's social status if one doesn't hide their face as well, the messenger had no difficulty to recognise the black-haired person, who turns up while mounted on horse from the front close to the capital, as being Earl Tohno.
The messenger, who intended to go as far as Fokalore, ends up flustered due to seeing an important person in an unexpected place. As Hifumi ended up making no progress due to failing in handling his horse, the messenger was somehow successful at calling out to him.
"A-Are you Earl Tohno-sama?"
"Who are you?" (Hifumi)
Hifumi returned with an amazed expression to the young messenger, who came talking to him, while frantically soothing the horse which shook its head.
After hearing the giggling voice of Origa, who was behind Hifumi, the messenger becomes red up to his ears out of embarrassment.
"I-It's sudden, but excuse me!"
Jumping off the horse, the messenger kneeled down on one knee while holding the reins.
"I was dispatched as messenger from Biron Earldom. I'm called Ose. I came to tell you the war progress in Horant's direction... and about the final moments of Ma Carme-sama." (Ose)
"I see. Thanks for your troubles. Alyssa, listen to it as well." (Hifumi)
"Y-Yea. Ma Carme's final moment, you say, you don't mean..." (Alyssa)
Looking at Alyssa, who stepped forward while mounted on horse, the messenger stiffens.
"What's wrong?" (Origa)
"N-Nothing. That is... because Military Director Alyssa-sama..." (Ose)
"Me?" (Alyssa)
Due to Ose being lost for words, Alyssa tilted her head to the side, but Origa turned a sharp gaze at him.
"You are Ose-san, aren't you?" (Origa)
"Y-Yes!" (Ose)
Ose, who held an impression of her being a peerlessly beautiful woman from Ma Carme's stories, was confused seeing Alyssa's appearance one might still call that of a little girl, although he thinks that she's cute, but he came to his senses thanks to the voice of Origa who put pressure on him.
"The position Alyssa currently has is naturally related to my husband as well, but she solely owes everything to her efforts and abilities. Acting like you are harbouring strange suspicions is..." (Origa)
"Far from it!" (Ose)
Alyssa said "I see" in understanding due to Ose bowing his head with a force as if he was prostrating himself on the ground.
"Certainly, if compared to those at the same age, Alyssa is small." (Hifumi)
"How cruel of you, Hifumi-san!" (Alyssa)
Looking at Origa, who released a charm appropriate for a woman who suddenly got married, Alyssa secretly sighed at her own appearance.
"Leaving that aside, please hurry up and talk. Did Ma Carme die?" (Hifumi)
"If that's the case, let's hear the circumstances", Hifumi said.
"I don't know whether he really lost his life, but going by the situation, it was hopeless, I guess...?" (Ose)
Hifumi listened with his arms folded on top of his horse about the gallant figure of Ma Carme told by Ose who was in tears.
Alyssa is weeping while clinging to Origa.
"... Ha?" (Ose)
Hifumi's smile was reflected in the eyes of Ose who raised his face.
"Ma Carme performed quite well, too. Although I didn't expect him to get done in by Horant, the developments so far aren't bad. He was able to kill as many as possible with low numbers." (Hifumi)
Hifumi strokes the mane of his horse in a good mood.
"The lot from Horant is great, too. It's a reliable method to surround low numbers with many while using spear throwers and magic. Letting you get away was a mistake, but they are able to execute ((such strategy)) due to properly preparing for the sake of fighting." (Hifumi)
, Ose is confused and Origa says with an one-octave-higher voice,
"This is also the result of Hifumi-sama's esteemed guidance. How magnificent." (Origa)
"Eh...?" (Ose)
Ose thought that the news, he brought back, were sad ones, however the hero in front of him is smiling.
Unable to comprehend that, he turned his look towards Alyssa, who should be crying, to look for some assistance.
What he found was a girl who sheds tears with an expression filled with rage.
"Yea, what's up?" (Hifumi)
"I have a request." (Alyssa)
Once Alyssa dismounted and handed the horse's reins over to Origa, she bowed very deeply in front of Hifumi.
"The battle with Horant changed into... became a return match. This will also be my revenge." (Alyssa)
Hifumi, who looks down on her from atop his horse, doesn't eradicate his thin smile.
"That's right. If you want to get revenge for Ma Carme and the others, this will be a return match. It's no one else's either. It your revenge." (Hifumi)
"That's why I will do it. Please let me do so. As Origa accomplished her revenge, please give me a chance for that as well." (Alyssa)
If one considers Hifumi's character, the possibility was high for him to go ahead by himself to fight. It wouldn't be funny either if he plans to snatch away my enemies.
However, Alyssa is still far from precisely understanding Hifumi's character.
In contrast to Alyssa, who is shrouded in anxiety, Origa was smiling.
"How interesting!" (Hifumi)
The sound of Hifumi clapping both his hands together reverberates on the highway.
The armies of Horant and Fokalore have grown up properly. At this rate they will likely become quite the struggle for Imeraria's forces as well. Alyssa." (Hifumi)
"What will successfully conclude your revenge?" (Hifumi)
Hifumi's and Alyssa's gazes cross each other.
"... Killing those, who ordered the death of Ma Carme and the others, and those, who actually killed them..." (Alyssa)
"There, there. That's fine. It's good with that." (Hifumi)
Stretching out his arm, Hifumi, who gently caressed Alyssa's hair, smiles in a good mood.
"I will leave it to you. It's fine to use the army to your heart's content. It will be a contest with Imeraria. So, don't lose, okay?" (Hifumi)
"I will watch from behind." (Hifumi)
"Yea! Thank you, Hifumi-san!" (Alyssa)
Ose, who was completely treated as an outsider, unintentionally trembled with his shoulders when Hifumi's gaze suddenly turned on him.
"W-What is it!?" (Ose)
"Please go in the direction of Fokalore and convey the conversation just now to the Fokalore feudal army." (Hifumi)
"That's your reward", retrieving one wakizashi from his darkness storage, Hifumi handed it over by tossing it to Ose.
"It's a wakizashi with the same ornament as Alyssa, the one Ma Carme wished for. If they see that, those guys from the army will likely realize that it's a request from me." (Hifumi)
"Such precious item..." (Ose)
"Take it. The fellow to get it died. If Ma Carme is still alive, it's fine for you to palm it off by overcharging him plentifully. Because it's this, he will probably fork over all of his money." (Hifumi)
Ose strained his voice and said [I have gratefully received it]  to Hifumi, who is laughing loudly, while hoisting the wakizashi above his head.
Although he didn't see it properly as his sight was swaying, Alyssa and Origa appeared to be sobbing in Ose's field of vision.
Summoned Slaughterer
呼び出された殺戮者
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