Translator: Skythewood
Editor: Hiiro
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Farnesse Kingdom Letizia Castle Hall of the Lion King
In the Hall of the Lion King which was illuminated by a Barbarossa style chandelier, a party hosted by the Royal family was being held. Lavish food and expensive wine were laid out on several round tables in the middle of the hall.
High ranking military officers and ladies in extravagant dresses were chatting with a glass in hand.
「Everyone seems to be enjoying themselves.」
「It’s all thanks to you, Your Majesty.」
「Haha.」
Nodding cheerfully at the table near the end of the room was the ruler of the Farnesse Kingdom, Alphonse Sem Garmund. The King looked well in his first public appearance in a long while, which would surprise the people who knew him well. He would speak with Cornelius standing by his side from time to time, and smile happily.
The Imperial forces in the north had been expelled to the national borders, and the Central War Theatre had concluded with a decisive victory. Even the sudden invasion of the Nozan Persilla army was routed by Olivia’s Eighth Army.
And now, they were in the midst of a major counter offensive, named 『Dawn of the Lion Pride』. The Royal Army that had been on the defensive would aim to invade the Empire, and even the Imperial Capital Orsted— Furthermore, they would be fighting as allies together with the Holy Nation of Mekia, so Alphonse would naturally attend this party.
As for Olivia who solved Alphonse’s worries one after another was enjoying the delicacy on the table with a face filled with bliss.
Following up with the previous celebration party, the Palace chefs did their best for Olivia for this party too. Alphonse personally complimented the Eighth Army for their victory.
Even after being recognized as the top warrior in the Kingdom, Olivia didn’t change the way she acted despite her elevation in status to the commander of an Army.
(She’s the same as usual… My face is burning up just from looking at her.)
Claudia couldn’t help sighing as the dishes on the table disappeared one after another. Olivia’s dignified figure as she issued the command to counter attack the Nozan Persilla army seemed to just be a daydream.
(It would be great if she could show a little dignity as a General……)
Claudia knew it was strange to demand a 16 years old girl to look dignified, but she had her troubles as a subordinate too. Olivia might be famous as a warrior and no one would dare belittle her, but since she was the commander of an army, Claudia hoped she could at least attempt to put on an act— that was how Claudia felt.
A few days ago, she happened to encounter Brad in the castle and discussed this with him, but he brushed it off with a smile, saying 『It’s pointless to teach a toddler tactics.』
Surprisingly, Olivia had some measure of self restraint. Claudia heard that after Cornelius appointed her as a Major General and they parted ways, Olivia ran into Otto and interacted with him like a proper superior. However, Olivia said with a sour face that she ran away in the end.
Even if Otto was the 『Iron Mask』, just what happened to prompt Olivia who was the senior officer to flee with all her might…? Claudia couldn’t imagine.
(Well, that did sound like something Her Excellency would do…)
Claudia thought as she observed Olivia thoroughly again. Olivia was wearing a black dress that was puffed out greatly. She was not interested in fashion as usual, so Claudia prepared this for Olivia.
Instead of a gown that boldly reveals her cleavage and back, this was a cute one piece dress with frills and laces. Olivia might look a little childish, but there was no problem after she put it on.
In the end, anything would look good on a great beauty.
「Claudia, if you don’t eat now, there won’t be any left, you know?」
Olivia was eyeing another table.
「Your Excellency, please stop eating for now and greet the guests. There are many people waiting to meet you.」
A lot of people had been peeking their way for some time now. Those who had their eyes on Olivia weren’t just high ranking military officers, but also people related to the Royal family. Their attempts to butter up to Olivia felt unpleasant, but they couldn’t be ignored either.
Claudia didn’t like this part of noble society, but her mother Elisabeth said that the values of the various nobles would differ greatly too.
Olivia placed her fork and knife on her empty plate and frowned in open displeasure.
「Ehh~ can’t you do the greeting on my behalf, Claudia? That’s the job of an adjutant, right? I’m really busy right now.」
After devouring all the food on this table, Olivia charged towards the next table.
Claudia followed her closely.
「Please consider your position. No matter what, you are the Commander of the Eighth Army, Your Excellency.」
「Even if you say that, it’s not like I wanted this…」
Olivia pouted with her eyes locked tightly on the dishes.
「Even so, the General of an army—」
「Oh, someone’s coming.」
Olivia pointed behind Claudia. When Claudia turned to look, the door opened and a woman in a white dress entered with a graceful smile.
「「「……」」」
In that moment, the venue was silent as if time had stopped. This was immediately followed by sigh of awe and praise from all over the hall.
(That’s the monarch of the Holy Nation of Mekia, Holy Angel Sofitia Hel Mekia… She is as beautiful as the rumours says, and can even rival Her Excellency.)
Sofitia’s high heels clicked as she walked gracefully towards Alphonse.
Behind her was a silver haired lady and a blue haired beauty with delicate features. From their confident movements, they were undoubtedly outstanding soldiers.
And also—
(So he really came, and he is as carefree as ever…)
Johann who tailed the procession noticed Claudia’s gaze and waved with a frivolous smile. Olivia also noticed Johann and waved happily.
(That jerk! And why is Her Excellency waving at him!?)
Unaware of the fuming Claudia, Sofitia who was standing beside Alphonse spoke slowly:
「Friends from the Farnesse Kingdom, nice to meet you. I’m the ruler of the Holy Nation of Mekia, Sofitia Hel Mekia. We will be working together to crush the delusions of grandeur of the Arsbelt Empire, which fills me with joy.」
Sofitia bowed with her hands on her stomach, and the hall was filled with thunderous applause. Was it because of her overwhelming leadership charm? It was just a token greeting, but Claudia could feel Sofitia’s respect in her words.
The military officers raised their heads high as they listened to Sofitia’s speech.
「Your Holiness Sofitia, we are eternally grateful that you had chosen to ally with us. We have heard the news of how the Holy Nation vanquished the army from the Imperial vassal state, Stonia Duchy, and we are in awe of your military might.」
「Your Majesty Alphonse, the puppets of the Empire are just a gathering of mobs to the Holy Winged Legion, the Empire made a foolish choice. They would soon learn how much of an imbecile they are to show hostility towards the Holy Nation of Mekia.」
「Haha, it is as you say. Let us walk hand in hand forward to crush the Empire’s ambitions, and return peace to the Dubedirica continent.」
「Yes, let us put an end to this war torn era and usher in an age of peace and harmony.」
Sofitia showed a fearsome smile, and Alphonse smiled in return.
The Farnesse Kingdom might be on the decline, but the Holy Nation of Mekia’s economy and military might was still no match for it. Given the size of the two nations, this was only natural.
But when comparing the individual monarchs, Alphonse and Sofitia, anyone could tell that the Holy Nation has the edge.
「May the Farnesse Kingdom and Holy Nation of Mekia prosper forever!」
After leading the toast, Alphonse ushered Sofitia to the guest seat of honour. The hall turned rowdy once more, and Claudia realized that Olivia had already slipped away to another table. She didn’t stay idle while the two monarchs were giving their speech.
(Her Excellency is really… Hmm?)
Claudia felt a gaze from behind. She turned back, and saw the two women on either side of Sofitia were staring at Olivia and evaluating her. Olivia noticed and stopped for an instant, but continued eating without turning back.
(The two of them… probably heard about Her Excellency’s martial might from Johann, so it’s understandable that they are watching Her Excellency so closely. However, those aren’t eyes evaluating a future ally on the battlefield.)
A frivolous character entered Claudia's field of vision as she glared back defiantly. It was someone Claudia didn’t want to meet.
Seeing Johann flick his brown hair up, Claudia subconsciously clenched her fists.
「Oh, my heart is going to burst if you look at me with such passionate eyes. Claudia, you are as beautiful as ever.」
Holding his hands respectfully before him, the first thing Johann did was flirt with her. In response, both the silver haired and blue haired women rolled their eyes.
(I might get along surprisingly well with the two of them.)
Feeling a sense of comradery towards the two of them, Claudia glated at the suspicious looking Johann.
「You actually dare show your face so openly here. Thick skinned is used to describe men like you. Or maybe shameless would be more fitting.」
「It’s been a while since we last met, and you are as cold as ever. But that’s one of your charms, Claudia.」
Johann showed his white teeth with a smile, giving Claudia goosebumps.
「… So you really are from the Holy Nation of Mekia.」
Johann showed a refreshing smile.
「Are you convinced I’m not an Imperial spy now?」
「Yes, but you still piss me off.」
「Ehh?! But why?!」
Johann made a show of widening his eyes. Claudia strongly felt that she physically couldn’t accept this showy man.
「Everything about you pisses me off. After all—」
「Hey, if you keep getting angry, you will get wrinkles.」
Olivia interjected and patted Claudia’s shoulder. Claudia took a look, and saw that the dishes on the table had been swiped clean.
「I-I don’t have wrinkles! I’m still young!」
Claudia raised her voice and Olivia giggled. Claudia was just six years older than Olivia, so it was mean to say she has wrinkles.
「Ahaha, sorry— Long time no see, have you been well?」
Olivia patted Johann’s shoulder without any reservation. Johann’s eyes turned sharp for an instant, then smiled.
「Yes, it’s wonderful that Lady Olivia is as lively as ever. Your sexy gown was great the previous time, but your dress tonight is amazing too. It’s regrettable, but this dress still couldn’t match up to Lady Olivia’s charms.」
「Hey Claudia. If I’m not wrong, this is known as a sweet tooth?」
Olivia tilted her head with her index fingers by her lips.
「It’s slightly different, the correct term is glib tongue.」
Claudia corrected and Johann shook his head.
「You are both wrong, I’m just stating the truth.」
「That’s just flattery!」
Claudia raised her voice again, and a hearty laugh entered her ears. She turned to find Sofitia smiling with a glass in her hand.
「Oh, everyone is so lively here. If you don’t mind, may I join you?」
(——?!)
Olivia didn’t change even though the number one target to be wary of appeared, and casually answered 「Okay.」 While Claudia was still stunned, Olivia touched Sofitia’s dress.
「Why you?!」
The silver haired woman behind furiously tried to stop Olivia, but Sofitia stopped her by raising her hand with a smile.
「Your Holiness Sofitia!」
「Lara, it’s fine.」
「But she suddenly—」
Before she could finish, Sofitia knocked her silver sceptre onto the floor.
「I said it’s fine.」
「Yes… Pardon me.」
Lara glared at Olivia and backed away. Claudia pulled Olivia away in a hurry and apologized profusely.
「No, I should be apologizing for the behaviour of my vassal— Ms Olivia, you are interested in this dress?」
「Yes. This is the first time I saw such a glittery dress, and it’s super smooth to the touch.」
Lara was glaring at Olivia with a scary face, but Olivia wasn’t fazed and even commented 「This is made by crushing Brilliant Silver Ore, right?」
By the way, Johann was looking at the two of them with a wry smile.
「Your Excellency, please use honorifics. You are being rude to Her Holiness Sofitia.」
「Ehh…? But why do I have to use honorifics? She’s not my superior officer though?」
「She isn’t, but she’s the monarch of an allied country, so you have to use honorifics.」
The light blue haired woman snickered, as if to laugh at Olivia’s ignorance. Olivia who was being laughed at looked Claudia’s way with a mystified expression.
「So I have to use honorifics toward monarchs? But—」
「You· Get· It· Right?」
Olivia turned pale and she nodded repeatedly to show she understood.
「Sorry— No, my deepest apology.」
Seeing Olivia bow stiffly to apologize, Sofitia showed a smile as warm as the sunlight in spring, then said there was no need for her to apologize.
Claudia felt relieved.
「Fufu. It is as Johann says, Ms Olivia is not proficient with formal speech. I don’t mind at all, so you can do away with the honorifics.」
「Ehh? Can I?」
「Yes, it’s fine.」
Claudia couldn’t take Sofitia at her word unconditionally. This wasn’t something a monarch would say to a person she just met.
(… Does she really mean it? Sorry, but let me confirm it.)
Claudia stared at Sofitia, and saw the colour of truth deep within her eyes. Claudia was shocked by how broadminded she was.
「Really really?」
「Sofitia Hel Mekia will not go back on her word.」
「But Claudia will turn into a Yasha…」
Olivia muttered as she looked timidly at Claudia while fiddling with her fingers. What’s a Yasha— Claudia decided to ask her after the party.
「Is it fine with you?」
Sofitia asked, which stunned Claudia. There was obviously a problem, but if it was just this occasion, it could be forgiven. But from the flow of the conversation, they would probably meet again in other places.
Claudia was still troubled over it when Sofitia suddenly placed her hands over Olivia’s with a smile.
「It’s settled then, from this day forth, Ms Olivia and I will be friends. There is no need for formal speech between friends.」
「Friends?」
「That’s right, friends.」
「I see! I don’t have to speak formally to a friend!」
Olivia nodded with satisfaction. While Claudia looked on dumbfounded, the conversation progressed, and they even talked about inviting Olivia to visit the Holy Nation of Mekia as a guest.
When she finally snapped out of it, Claudia interjected in a hurry.
「Your Holiness Sofitia, please forgive my impudence. Such an important matter shouldn’t be decided privately between the two of you, since all of us has our given status and position…」
Sofitia nodded.
「It is as you say, I might have been too excited about this. I will propose to His Majesty Alphonse for Olivia to visit as a guest to deepen relations between our nations, I think he will be happy to accept. After all, we are already friends.」
She said, and Claudia showed a troubled smile.
(I see, so that’s their plan… But what are they trying to accomplish by inviting Her Excellency to the Holy Nation of Mekia?)
Behind the two of them chatting happily, Claudia quietly increased her wariness.
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Farnesse Kingdom West
A carriage drawn by two horses was moving in the dark and vast forest. The ones guarding the carriage wore light purple armour engraved with silver wings. Knight Escorts of the Holy Angel. Wary of the rustling leaves and faraway howls of beasts, they protected the carriage with the highest level of security.
The extravagant carriage made by one of the top craftsmen of the generation ferried the Holy Angel Sofitia Hel Mekia, who was dressed in equally extravagant clothes. Aside from her, there were also Sorcerers like Amelia, Johann and Lara seated with her in case of any emergency.
The top seat of the Twelve Winged Guards, Historia, was leading the way with 20 elite subordinates. Lara ordered all obstacles to be eliminated without any reservations, and they were ready for any emergencies.
The subject of these security measures, Sofitia, made idle chatter in the carriage for a while, then said to Johann who maintained a serious face since their departure from the Royal Capital Fizz.
「Johann, are you upset about something?」
「— Pardon me, but why are we rushing back despite the risk? You must understand that the forest is extremely dangerous at night, Holy Angel.」
「Johann, are you questioning the Holy Angel’s decision?」
Lara seated opposite Johann said unhappily.
「I do understand the danger of the night time forest, and the troubles this is causing Ms Historia and the Escort Knights. But the fastest way back to the Holy Nation of Mekia is through this forest.」
Instead of a safe route, cutting through the forest was four days faster. This didn’t mean that the Farnesse Kingdom was negligent on public order, the areas where humans could live was just that limited on the Dubedirica continent.
The forest surrounded by mountain ranges was ruled by beasts far stronger than humans. Especially the beasts designated as dangerous beasts had been a threat to humanity since ancient times. The only advantage the powerless humans had over the beasts was their 『intelligence』. It took many eons to carve out their own territory.
The history of Humanity was one of coexistence with the wild beasts.
「The Holy Angel chose to rush back despite the danger… is it to invite Olivia Valedstorm to visit as a guest as soon as possible?」
Johann stroked his chin as he probed.
「That’s correct, King Alphonse agreed to my request without any hesitation. From that sense, he is really easy to deal with.」
If she was dealing with the Imperial Emperor Ramza, the renowned Benevolent Emperor, it wouldn’t go so smoothly. He wouldn’t have let his strongest warrior Olivia go so easily, even if it was to an allied nation.
In the short time she interacted with King Alphonse, Sofitia had figured out his capabilities.
「Holy Angel, are you planning to recruit Olivia Valedstorm into the Holy Nation of Mekia?」
Amelia who was sitting beside Johann asked with a blank expression. But Sofitia didn’t miss the faint frown in her brows.
「Fufu. If that is true, will you be against that, Amelia?」
「I won’t object to the Holy Angel’s decision, but…」
「But…?」
「… I just can’t stand her ways. She’s a glutton and acts so impudently to the Holy Angel.」
Amelia didn’t hide her displeasure, and Lara besides her nodded firmly in concurment.
Sofitia also saw Olivia eating all the food on the table like a hurricane. Her appetite was shocking, and her blissful look while eating was very cute. Her beauty that even exceeded what Johann described made it hard to tie her with the Death God that made the Imperial Army tremble in fear.
「Her impudence to the Holy Angel aside, I don’t understand why Amelia dislikes her so much. She has a cute face and had a similar atmosphere to Angelica, right?」
Sofitia nodded in agreement with Johann’s assessment. In terms of their innocence, Olivia and Angelica were alike.
Amelia who was on surprisingly good terms with Angelica asked with a troubled face:
「… So what if she’s similar to Angelica?」
「Oh, it’s nothing.」
Johann smiled, and Amelia clicked her tongue.
「Holy Angel, I have no objections to recruiting Olivia Valedstorm— the goal is to understand Magic, correct?」
Lara’s words wiped the smile from Johann’s face. Sofitia nodded with a smile.
「As I expected… But can we learn it that easily?」
「To achieve this goal, first, we have to pull her to our side. There’s nothing more stupid then messing up the matter by rushing things.」
Even Sofitia couldn’t judge Olivia’s character with a few short exchanges at the party. However, she understood that Olivia didn’t have any grand ambitions. If she had some desires, Sofitia was confident of recruiting her to Olivia’s cause.
(There’s also the matter with Sir Sieger.)
When she learned that not just Amelia, but even Johann was defeated, that surprised Sofitia. Since they would be fighting the Imperial Army in the future, they couldn’t ignore the problem of Felixus.
Johann tried persuading him to join the Holy Nation of Mekia, but negotiations fell through. Olivia used Magic to block the unavoidable Flaming Wheel of the Flowery Wind, while Felixus defended with his sword techniques. It was clear from this that the two were on par with each other. Since Felixus had no intentions of turning, Sofitia had to obtain Olivia’s prowess to minimize the losses of her forces.
That was the reason Sofitia had to be extremely careful.
「I have no objections either. But even if she is willing to teach us, we might not be able to learn Magic.」
Johann sounded dismissive of Magic. Since he was a top Sorcerer, he must have his own pride.
Sofitia interpreted it as such and didn’t refute him.
「That’s fine too. The strongest warrior of the Kingdom and a practitioner of Magic, that alone would bring immeasurable benefits to the Holy Nation of Mekia.」
「If Olivia Valedstorm accepts the Holy Angel’s invitation… What kind of privilege will you grant her?」
Lara looked tense when she asked that.
「Indeed, Ms Olivia was promoted from Major to Major General in one shot.」
「It is as you say, Holy Angel.」
「From her accomplishments, I think it’s still not enough… Hmm, we have to at least prepare the post of Senior Chiliarch for her.」
There was a dull thud in the carriage. Sofitia looked at the source, and saw Amelia frantically picking up the cup she had dropped. The cup was empty, so the carpet wasn’t wet.
Lara coldly glared at the Amelia who was apologizing profusely and said:
「Senior Chiliarch, huh… Forget about Magic, I haven’t even seen Olivia Valedstorm’s swordsmanship, so it’s hard to gauge if she’s suited for the role.」
Lara said as he looked at Johann.
「Holy Legate Lara, you still have doubts? I don’t want to admit it, but Magic does exist, and the Magic she displayed is obviously superior to Sorcery. And I’m far inferior to her in swordsmanship. Frankly speaking, I don’t think Senior Chiliarch is enough to justify her capabilities.」
「In our current ranking system, the only rank above a Senior Chiliarch is the Holy Legate. Johann, do you think Olivia Valedstorm is more suitable for the seat of Holy Legate?」
Lara’s hair swayed lightly, and Johann showed a troubled smile.
「What I think doesn’t matter, the final decision lies with the Holy Angel.」
Feeling their gazes focusing on her, Sofitia straightened her posture.
「As you all know, I have never appointed people to positions based on their status and lineage, only based on their abilities. And I believe what Johann reported, and she did win impressive battles in the war against the Imperial Army. However, I will need to judge with my own eyes. Before we formally welcome Ms Olivia, I will gauge her abilities.」
Amelia and Lara nodded.
To be honest, there was no need to test her abilities. The best evidence was how she revitalized the gloomy Royal Army to such an extent.
But aside from Johann who had actually sparred with Olivia, it was hard for Amelia and Lara to accept this. Since they were bound by common sense, it was difficult for them to understand someone that operated outside those bounds.
And of course, they would never object to the decision made by Sofitia. But it would be unacceptable for the ruler of the Holy Nation of Mekia to bear any grudges.
To unite the continent, her vassals must not have doubts about her.
(Speaking of which, Ms Olivia might not accept my invitation. In any case, I have to gather all the famous chefs within the nation. Next will be that woman following Ms Olivia. That’s probably her adjutant, she’s a bit of an eyesore.)
The scene outside the windows was that of a harsh world that repeated the cycle of the strong feasting on the weak.
The carriage rattled as they moved swiftly in the darkness.
Chapter 7: Chalk Forest
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To the far north of the Imperial Capital Orsted, there was a place called 『Chalk Forest』. This forest covered by snow all year round was a place where Danger Type 2 beasts like One Horned Beasts and Blood Curdling Birds roamed free. There were even Danger Type 3 beasts called 『Jaws』 sighted here. Because of how rare they were spotted, they were also known as the phantom beast.
According to ancient text, a Jaws had wiped out an entire city in the span of one night. Another record stated that several thousands soldiers died in its subjugation.
There were also legends that Jaws could understand human speech. The Kaka tribe that lived in the north since ancient times revered Jaws like a god.
(It’s been a long time since my last visit.)
Strolling in the white forest known as a demonic realm was— Felixus in full armour. He pushed aside the snow as he advanced towards his destination.
The long armed apes swinging dexterously between the trees like pendulums followed Felixus with baffled eyes.
After walking for two hours.
The field of vision suddenly cleared, and he could see a simple house built with logs. When Felixus exhaled in relief, an intense presence behind him stopped him in his track.
(This presence is…)
It wasn’t human, but also not beasts driven by their feral instincts. Felixus turned and looked cautiously, and saw a giant white beast. The giant beast had the majesty and aesthetics of a king, and was obviously different from the other beasts.
The giant beast slowly moved its four legs that could easily crush a human and closed its distance with Felixus.
「Long time no see, Beast King Vajra.」
Felixus straightened his back and formally bowed at the Vajra who was appraising him with golden eyes. The Vajra nodded slightly, then sat its butt down and bared its ferocious fangs.
「Are you here to visit Lasara and the others?」
「Yes, it’s been some time since my last visit.」
「But you came not too long ago.」
「I remember that was a year ago…」
When Felixus said that, the Vajra snorted, blowing the snow into the air with a strong breeze.
「To me, one year is just a blink of an eye… Never mind, that girl gets lonely easily, so spend more time with her. I ordered the beasts not to attack you, but this level of threat must mean nothing to you, correct?」
「Thank you for your concern, I prefer to avoid meaningless bloodshed too.」
Felixus touched the light yellow pouch on his waist. Inside was beast repellent made from crushed Snow Safflower. It was popular amongst hunters, and the more ferocious the beast, the more effective it was.
He was attacked twice during his last visit, but none this time. Felixus was unsure whether the Snow Safflower was effective, or the result of the Vajra’s order.
「Hmmp, you are the only human who can talk smack after stepping into this deadly place.」
「My apologies.」
「Leave after you’re done, the scent from you will agitate the beasts.」
It glanced at Felixus again, Vajra slowly got up and left with its three tails swaying behind it.
After seeing the Vajra off, Felixus moved towards the loghouse once again.
When Felixus was about to knock on the door of the loghouse, he had a nostalgic voice.
「This scent is Felixus!」
The fairy that flew out of a tiny gap in the window was Silky Air. Leaving a trail behind her as if she was a shooting star, she sat on Felixus’ shoulder. She looked similar to a human, but was only the size of a palm. What prominently differentiated her from humans were her long sharp tipped ears and the four grey wings on her back.
Felixus gently patted the innocently smiling Silky with his index finger. Silky then rubbed her legs against Felixus’ cheeks.
「It’s been a while, how have you been?」
「I’m always lively! But Lasara keeps ordering us around, so it’s been a bit tough. All because my Sorcery is outstanding.」
Silky puffed out her chest proudly.
「It’s only been a year, but you have gotten prettier.」
The last time they met, her hair only reached to her shoulders, but it was covering her arms now. Her face had always been beautiful, but the childishness about her had faded. Her green one piece dress matched well with her peach coloured hair too.
「I-Is that so! Have I really gotten prettier!?」
Silky spun around gracefully. But she was too worked up, so her skirt twirled up. Silky held down her skirt in a panic.
「Ughh… Did you see?」
Silky glared at Felixus with a red face, her bashfulness was no different from a human girl.
「I didn’t see anything.」
He answered truthfully since he really didn’t see, but Silky’s expression remained unchanged. The suspicion in her eyes grew stronger, and she stamped her feet hard.
「You are lying you are lying! Felixus definitely saw inside my skirt!」
「I said I didn’t.」
Felixus refuted a little exasperatedly. Silky puffed out her cheeks and asked 「Then tell me what colour did you see?」
She was way too cute, and Felixus couldn’t help laughing.
「Ahh! You saw! So you really saw!」
Silky blushed even more and pounded on Felixus’ head. As Felixus let her do as she wished, an irate voice came from inside the house.
「How long are you going to keep up that stupid act?」
「It’s not stupid at all!」
「Enough, hurry on in.」
The moment she said that, the door opened silently.
Silky leaned into Felixus’ ear.
「Lasara must be jealous of my relationship with Felixus.」
Silky who was a little cocky disappeared behind the door with a hum.
Because Silky normally cast a barrier Sorcery on the house, it was as complex as a maze. This was to guard against any intruders, but that spell had been dismissed. Felixus locked gazes with the petite girl sitting in the middle of the room.
「Long time no see, Lady Lasara.」
Just like his meeting with Vajra, Felixus respectfully bowed his head.
「Brat, how many times do I have to remind you!? You will address me as Arch Sorcerer Lasara!」
Lasara stamped hard on the floor. She looked just like Silky just now, and Felixus desperately suppressed his urge to laugh.
「… Brat, are you holding back laughter?」
「I’m not laughing.」
Lasara looked at the sincere Felixus and grunted.
She might have the appearance of a child, but she was actually over two centuries old. An existence that literally transcended humanity, and a living legend. According to her, she had not changed after inheriting the 『Godly Gem of Light Magic Circle』 in her youth.
She wouldn’t age, but wasn’t immortal. She was forcefully clinging to this life through Sorcery, the unorthodox secret technique 『Life Extension Sorcery』. Lasara once said with a laugh that she would die once the effect was gone, since this was in defiance to the laws of nature.
「… What’s the matter? Why the serious face all of a sudden?」
Lasara looked at him in surprise. Silky also fluttered around him worriedly and asked 「Hey Felixus? Are you alright?」
「Pardon me, I was lost in thought.」
「Is that all? Don’t scare me like that. You must be thinking about war, all humans throughout the different eras are so eager to fight, what a foolish race.」
Lasara lowered her face and sighed deeply.
Lasara had lived for an unimaginably long time, so her words pricked Felixus’ heart more than anyone else.
「It is as Lady Lasara says.」
Felixus said as he scratched his neck. Silky kicked Felixus’ head as she said 「Don’t worry me like that.」
「Getting back on topic, what brings you here today? Let me say this first, I’m not lonely at all— Really now, that busybody dog is always nagging…」
Lasara clicked her tongue pridefully, she seemed to have heard the conversation between Felixus and Vajra. And of course, Lasara wasn’t there. This was probably— no, this was definitely a form of Sorcery.
That wasn’t a surprise, since no one was as proficient in Sorcery as she was.
Ⅱ
「Actually—」
Felixus started talking about the Sorcerers from the Holy Nation of Mekia. Lasara nodded as Felixus spoke, then scratched her head and sighed when he finished.
「It is as you say, brat, they are undoubtedly Combat-type Sorcerers. Originally, Sorcery is developed to enrich the lives of people. But now, it had been relegated to tools of wars, how depressing.」
Felixus looked quietly at Lasara’s lonely face. Sensing his gaze, Lasara cleared her throat awkwardly and said:
「So that country has at least three Sorcerers? That’s a lot. From what I know, this is the first time a country have so many Sorcerers.」
「Sorcerers are rarities in the first place.」
Even the Empire only had one Sorcerer, Lasara. There was no news of any Sorcerers in the Farnesse Kingdom. The same for the Confederation of Sutherland. Although the Holy Nation of Mekia was home to the Artemia Cathedral, known for nurturing Sorcerers, their numbers were still unusual.
「From what you described, they are young, but have outstanding capabilities. This minor nation is not to be trifled with.」
Felixus nodded firmly in concurment.
「That is correct. So I was thinking that it would be great if I can borrow your wisdom.」
「Wisdom? What wisdom?」
Lasara asked with narrowed eyes.
「… You jest, Lady Lasara. You should know very well.」
「I haven’t any clue. You will be fine even if you face an outstanding Sorcerer, brat.」
「Even if I’m fine, the troops… I came up with some defensive measures, but they are not foolproof. They have at least three Sorcerers after all.」
「If you are worried about the troops, then just stop the war. A simple solution.」
「Indeed. Why are humans pushing themselves to extinction though wars? I don’t understand, it doesn’t make sense.」
Felixus could only smile awkwardly at Lasara and Silky who showed cold faces. This was especially baffling for Silky who was worried about the extinction of fairies. But this was the will of Emperor Ramza, and he couldn’t do anything about that.
「Can’t you think of something?」
Felixus bowed deeply once more, and Lasara stood up.
「Well, if I, the Arch Sorcerer steps in, any foe could be slain easily— However.」
Lasara showed a mean smile that gave Felixus a bad feeling.
「As you already know, I’m a hermit now. More accurately speaking, the reigning Emperor has nothing to do with me, so I refuse.」
Lasara laughed with a 「Kakaka.」 Lasara never liked using Sorcery for one’s own benefits, so she cut off worldly ties and hid herself in the Chalk Forest. Even if someone wanted to bring her back, they couldn’t do so since they would never reach this place. No one would risk their lives and enter a forest full of dangerous beasts. Lasara’s stance was within expectation, so it was still too early for Felixus to be dismayed.
While Felixus was showing a troubled face, Silky sat on Lasara’s head.
「Lasara is so mean! Felixus, I will help you then!」
Silky kicked at Lasara’s head as she volunteered to help. Before Felixus could answer, Lasara chased Silky away with a sullen look.
「Go expose the existence of the whimsical fairies then, and wait for the humans come catch you with blood shot eyes.」
「Hmmp~ I won’t get caught by stupid humans!」
Silky who flew freely in the room landed on Felixus’ shoulder again, and cutely stuck her tongue out at Lasara.
「Even so, the humans would pull out all the stops to catch you. Not all humans are like that brat. Once you interact with other humans, you will understand that I’m telling the truth.」
Lasara said with a hint of bashfulness. Felixus put Silky on his palm and stared right into her clear green eyes.
「It is as Lady Lasara says. After seeing Silky once, most people won’t leave you alone and do all that they can to capture you. I’m happy about your offer, but it’s okay.」
「… Is Felixus worried about me? Cherishing me?」
Felixus sincerely answered Silky who had a strange fervour in her eyes.
「I’m worried about you and cherish you. So please stay here, since no other humans but me can come in.」
「I see…」
Silky who was grinding against Felixus’ cheeks suddenly kissed him. When Felixus was at a loss, Silky flew away with her face flushed.
「… Brat, when did you learn to pick up girls?」
「I wasn’t planning that…」
Lasara rolled her eyes and Felixus scratched his face embarrassedly.
「Forget it, you have other matters to discuss with me, right? You might look calm on the outside, but you couldn’t hide your troubles.」
Felixus was quietly in awe of Lasara’s usual sharp senses. He then told her about the greatest threat to the Empire—
Ⅲ
「Hmm, the girl that is called a Death God…」
Lasara listened to Felixus who overlapped the uneasiness he felt after the war erupted with the appearance of the Death God girl.
According to Lasara who had lived for two hundred years, there had been many with the nickname of Death God. All of them were outstanding warriors on the battlefield who terrorized their foes. Death God was a nickname used for the abnormally strong,
However, the girl called Death God was different. In the first place, an Abyss Clansman that could rival the Asura was leagues above normal top warriors. On top of that, there was this uneasiness without bounds that he was feeling.
It was hard to tell whether the legend was true, but Lasara felt that the Asura and Abyss Clansmen were equally matched. That might be so, but Felixus was still incredibly guarded against that Death God girl.
(Maybe the brat felt something hiding behind the Death God girl, which was the source of the dark cloud hanging over the Dubedirica continent. The truly strong also had exceptional abilities in detecting danger.)
Lasara thought as she looked at Felixus in full battle gear.
「I think Olivia Valedstorm is the greatest threat to the Empire. If she isn’t stopped, the Empire will never unite the continent.」
Felixus said seriously. Just one girl could stop the unification of the Continent— anyone who heard that would think that was an exaggeration. Lasara would have laughed it off if Felixus wasn’t the one who said it.
Conversely, this also proved how much she trusted this strong willed young man. And of course, she would never say that out loud.
「Even an Asura would have to tread lightly when fighting against an Abyss Clansman… Wait, Olivia Valedstorm?」
「Yes, is there a problem?」
Seeing the confused Felixus, Lasara searched her memories.
「Hmm, I remember reading about the Valedstorm house. I think it’s this book…」
To one side of the table in the center of the room, there was a bookshelf right by the wall. Lasara reached out to the bookshelf with her left hand, and the shelf started to shake. A moment later, one book flew out of the neatly arranged shelf.
The black book flying through the air landed in Lasara’s hand.
「The Clan of Darkness, the author is Angus Rem White.」
Felixus who was watching from the side read the meaningful title and the name of the author. Lasara browsed through it quickly and said to Felixus:
「This happened one hundred and fifty years ago. In the Farnesse Kingdom, the Valedstorm House famous for their loyalty was suspected of treason. In less than half a month, their mansion was surrounded by the Royal Army who burned it down, killing their entire family. And of course, the name Valedstorm House died out and was erased from history.」
Lasara looked at Felixus while furrowing her pretty brows.
「A clan known for their loyalty was wiped out in half a month, this story doesn’t make sense… are such things common during that era?」
「No, it’s not. It’s normal for you to think that way, maybe this was a product of that period of time.」
「That period of time? One hundred and fifty years ago would be the Eighth Century of the Lunar Calendar… I see, it’s during the dark era?」
Felixus fell silent.
The Eighth Century of the Lunar Calendar. Aside from the Empire, all their other nations threw themselves into wars as if they were possessed. The land was filled with corpses all year round, and the weak would perish without eating even a slice of bread.
The great nation Farnesse Kingdom was no exception. For Lasara who actually lived through that period, this wasn’t something she could overlook.
「Even so, wiping out the House is too strange. Just what did they do to get suspected?」
「Hmm. They were suspected of harbouring a minority race that had amazing powers from ancient times, powerful enough to overthrow a nation. The descendents of the book title’s Clan of Darkness. Someone supposedly told on them.」
「Amazing powers from ancient times… Could it be?!」
Lasara smiled boldly.
「Brat, you are a descendent of the Asura Clan, so you must have realized it by now. That’s right, this clan of darkness is probably referring to the Abyss Clan, it’s normal for the winners to discredit the losers. This book didn’t mention any evidence of treason, but the reason for their suspicion did exist. Even if the Valedstorm House bore no intention of harming the Royal family.」
「… The one who told on them was the Asura Clan, correct?」
Felixus sighed deeply and sat in a chair nearby.
「Probably. I’m not sure how the Asura learned that the Valedstorm House was descendents of the Abyss Clan… maybe your comrades have some clues, brat.」
「I don’t think of them as comrades.」
Seeing Felixus displayed a rare face of displeasure, Lasara remembered that the blood of assassins flowed in his veins, and he hated the Asura Clan that spent their lives as assassins. She smiled awkwardly to herself for having misspoke.
「Well, in any case, I don’t know how much influence the Asura Clan had over the Farnesse Kingdom back then. But since they framed the loyal Valedstorm house as traitors eyeing the throne for themselves, they must be very influential. This was definitely not the doing of someone incompetent.」
In all nations, there would be darkness to some degrees. Putting on pretty appearances alone wasn’t enough to maintain the country.
The powerful Assassination group Asura would never make their identities public. During times when their identities were exposed, they would participate in many work that affected the survival of a nation. Conversely, this was the best proof that they wouldn’t leak intel outside of their organization.
Lasara deduced that as the reason why Asura’s exposing the secret carried so much weight.
「That’s… probably true.」
Felixus showed a pained expression as if he just thought of something.
「I don’t know if it is a coincidence or an inevitable destiny, but the Death God Olivia inherited the Valedstorm House that had died out.」
「Lady Lasara, which do you think it is?」
「I think it’s destiny. This is too much for a coincidence.」
「I feel the same.」
Felixus nodded.
「But that’s not important, the question is this part— A dark lump flew out of the mansion that was burning with a raging fire.」
Lasara tapped on the page she turned to, and pointed it out to Felixus.
「A dark lump… Hah?!」
「That’s right, it’s as you say. Olivia Valedstorm’s dark sword is surrounded by dark mist. I don’t think these two matters are unrelated.」
「… Assuming it’s related, what do you make of it then, Lady Lasara?」
Lasara stroked her chin and stared at Felixus.
「When I first heard this, I think Olivia is a Sorcerer.」
「What did you say?!」
Lasara push Felixus down as he tried to stand up, and said:
「You are impatient as always, can’t you let me finish? I think that at first, but it seems weird. I can’t explain it with words… And Olivia didn’t use Sorcery during the war against the Empire, correct?」
「Yes. If she did, I would have seen it in the report.」
Felixus nodded firmly, and Lasara explained her rationale again.
「I said the dark lump and the dark mist are related, correct?」
「You did say that, Lady Lasara.」
「It seemed related, but at the same time, it seemed unrelated. For example, do you know the difference from a practical sword and a ceremonial sword?」
Felixus gave a vague answer.
Lasara paused as she formulated her thoughts.
「The Valedstorm House emblem reminds people of a Death God; the dark sword covered in dark mist; the mysterious dark lump that flew out of the burning mansion’s window— summing all these, we can get one conclusion. There’s an existence that surpass humans behind the Valedstorm House.」
Lasara felt they were the culprit causing all the unrest during all these years.
「Lady Lasara, are you saying that a real Death God exists?」
Felixus sounded surprised.
「Conversely, why do you think Death Gods aren’t real, brat?」
「Death Gods are just products of our imagination.」
Felixus explained and Lasara giggled before pointing at the open door.
「Let’s change the question. How will you explain the existence of fairies like Silky Air, brat? You treat her normally, but she is also a product of our imagination too?」
「……」
「Taking it one step further, that dog is also revered as a holy beast by some people. They have died out now, but it’s said that people with amazing powers were a natural existence in ancient times. The same goes for the Abyss Clan and the Asura Clan too. So it’s not a surprise that a Death Gods actually exist.」
「… I don’t have anything to refute that right now.」
Felixus slumped into his chair tiredly.
「Well, I call it a Death God, but that’s only because it’s the most convenient way to describe it. Civilization is progressing, but as a price, humans are losing all sorts of mysterious powers.」
And one day, she would lose the power of Sorcery. Compared to before, the number of Sorcerers had fallen sharply, and they were just rumours now. However, Lasara didn’t grief this change, everything was just the choice of time.
(My life like a withered tree that is being extended with Sorcery is almost at an end. So, what can I leave behind to this young man after I’m done with this life…?)
Lasara watched Felixus’ profile as he fell silent.
Epilogue: The Light of Dawn
Fort Gallia
To prepare for the upcoming battle, an unprecedented large number of soldiers were garrisoned in Fort Gallia. On the walls of the fort, two men watched the morning sun shining through the Seratonis mountain.
One of them was the leader of the Royal Army, Field Marshal Cornelius Wym Curling. The other was the number two man of the military, based on the achievements in the Battle of Carnac, General Paul von Barza.
「— You are really blatant about this, Field Marshal Sir. Separating the old from the young.」
「That might be so.」
Seeing Cornelius’ cheerful smile, Paul couldn’t help smiling wryly.
Olivia and Brad who would be attacking the Imperial Capital Orsted had a combined age of 50. In contrast, the average age of Paul and Cornelius who would be sieging Fort Kiel was 65. Paul alone was older then the two of them added together, which reminded him how old he was.
「But is your judgement correct, Field Marshal? They have to believe our siege on Fort Kiel isn’t a feint. Major General Olivia might be fine, but the careless Lieutenant General Brad— correction, General Brad, this might be too heavy a burden?」
「The only one who evaluates General Brad, known for seizing victories through surprising tactics, in such a way is you, Paul.」
「His carelessness is still a fact.」
「Fufu, no matter what happens, he will always be a student to you… And you still have deep faith in Major General Olivia as always.」
「Not as much faith as you who appointed her the Commander of the Eighth Army, but Major General Olivia had never disappointed me since her days in the Seventh Army.」
Paul puffed out his chest proudly, and Cornelius nodded.
「Indeed. If not for that girl, you and I would be dining in Hell right now.」
「I won’t go that far…」
Cornelius turned his eyes to the banner flying on a spire. It was a red banner with a lion and grail. Paul followed his gaze.
「There’s no one else around, so speak freely.」
「……」
「God didn’t abandon us— didn’t abandon the Farnesse Kingdom. Because He sent us a girl on par with a Goddess of War.」
「… For this campaign, what’s your take on our chances of success, Field Marshal Sir?」
After he spoke, Paul realized he shouldn’t have asked.
But he still asked, probably because of the uneasiness he felt deep down. Their armies had been depleted greatly, but the Crimson and Sun Knights still survived. And the Imperial Capital was guarded by the strongest elites of the Empire, the Azure Knights.
Sensing Paul’s unease, Cornelius said with confidence.
「We will win. If we don’t, there won’t be any future for the Kingdom. And this time, the Holy Nation of Mekia is on our side.」
「Speaking of the Holy Nation of Mekia, Field Marshal, do you trust her— Sofitia Hel Mekia? To be honest, I can’t read her at all…」
Sofitia had two demands.
Ten thousand gold coins.
And ceding a part of the Kingdom’s territory to the Holy Nation of Mekia.
Neither demands were meek, but considering the fate of the Farnesse Kingdom hung in the balance, it wasn’t too much either. Their demand for gold seemed to suggest they knew the limits of the Kingdom’s treasure vault, and Alphonse agreed to these terms in the end.
「I don’t trust her at all.」
Cornelius answered nonchalantly.
「Not one bit?」
「Yes, the gold and territory is just a distraction. They might look calm on the surface, but there’s a bright light deep in her eyes. Sofitia Hel Mekia is definitely scheming something, she has the eyes of a warrior who was about to do something big.」
「If you knew that, why didn’t you warn His Majesty, Field Marshal Sir?」
「Unfortunately, that woman has His Majesty under his thumb. He won’t listen to anything I say, the best I could do is to criticize this decision a little.」
Cornelius said with a bitter smile and Paul recalled Alphonse’s face as he fawned all over Sofitia.
Paul understood that not just Alphonse, most of the attendees that night were looking at Sofitia with eyes of admiration. At this era’s turning point, a person with natural charm appeared — in short, a person with the true qualities of a ruler had shown up. Sofitia was the most typical example.
「We are low on soldiers too, while the Holy Nation of Mekia was strong enough to repel the Stonia army with half their numbers. Even if Sofitia Hel Mekia is plotting something, we can only take the hand they are offering.」
The Holy Nation of Mekia would supposedly commit 30,000 men. If the reports were true, that would be a great help.
「That army is really tempting.」
「In the end, this is just a fragile alliance where our goals just happen to align. It will crumble the moment our mutual benefits disappears, so don’t let down your guard.」
「I will be careful— on a side note, I heard the Holy Nation of Mekia has officially invited Major General Olivia over as a guest. I think it’s unlikely, but are we really letting her go?」
Cornelius’s dark blue eyes wavered slightly.
「… Regrettably, before I could stop him, His Majesty already granted their request. According to the schedule, she would be setting off today.」
He knew it wasn’t Cornelius’ fault, but Paul couldn’t help sighing heavily. Cornelius said with an apologetic face.
「Sorry about that. I’m not sure what caused His Majesty’s change of heart, but recently, he had been making prompt and wise decisions.」
「Indeed, his delegation of authority over the military came as a surprise. If the First Army didn’t deploy, the Central War Theatre would be overrun.」
Cornelius cleared his throat.
「His Majesty said he accepted this request to strengthen the alliance between the two nations, and there isn’t much issues with that line of thinking.」
「But we will need to keep our guards up, especially towards that Sofitia Hel Mekia who invited Major General Olivia.」
The Holy Nation of Mekia was located far in the west of the continent. It was hard to imagine Olivia’s fame reaching that far, but they could just claim they heard the rumours during their stay in the Capital.
It was natural for Sofitia to be curious about Olivia.
(I can’t stop worrying about it though.)
Since they were allies, they probably wouldn’t harm Olivia. However, being a veteran of countless battles, Paul could smell something with his keen nose.
「And of course, I urged Major General Olivia to stay on her guard. It would be bad if she goes there with the attitude of playing around.」
「Oh, that’s a good move.」
「To be frank, there was no need for me to remind her.」
「Why is that?」
「Even without me reminding her, Major General Olivia already understood the risk. As expected of her. Lieutenant Colonel Claudia always said she would protect Major General Olivia, but she might be overdoing it. This would be a good check against the Holy Nation of Mekia— Look, Major General Olivia is setting off.」
Paul turned and saw Olivia riding on her dark horse and waving at them.
「Fufu, she actually sensed us from so far away.」
Paul said as he waved back with a smile, while Cornelius waved as he stroked his beard. Olivia then waved even harder.
「… We can’t let that girl die.」
「Of course. Since ancient times, the old should always go before the young.」
「Since ancient times, huh. Then the first ones to die would be us two.」
Cornelius laughed heartily.
「Well, you are the one who told me to speak freely… it has been a long time since I saw you show such a face, Field Marshal.」
Cornelius who was calmly concealing his fighting spirit reminded Paul of their younger days on the battlefield together.
Cornelius smiled.
「The same goes for you too, Paul. This is literally the final battle, maybe I can catch a glimpse of the prowess of a 『demon』 that had laid dormant for so long.」
The horn announcing the departure of Olivia sounded out.
With his back to the rising sun, the sneering Paul looked very much like a Demon God.
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