Reincarnation Monarch

One.

"All right, then we'll stick it out hard without alarm!

Carmis glanced at the building where the smoke still stood.

Then, suddenly, the amount of smoke gushing out of the building began to decrease.

Calmis stared into surprise and watched, additionally the amount of smoke became even smaller, and after a while the smoke completely disappeared.

"... the smoke... means... right! They captured Lord Schneider. That's why we don't need smoke anymore..."

Calmis had a worrying look on his face as soon as he finished his reflection that smoke was gone.

"... I wonder if you're all right. Both of you... you're not going to torture me or anything... no, there is. No wonder Master Lennon did it... I'm worried you'll be all right..."

Calmis stared at the building with a very worrying look on his face.

But nothing further changed in the building.

Calmis took both hands to his head again and started scratching his hair again violently .

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... No, no, no. How many times do I have to tell you? I am! They will only be caught where I and others have gone. That makes no sense at all! We wait here anyway. Arrival of my people! Wait for Mr. Rodemur to arrive!

When Calmis said so forcefully, someone grabbed that shoulder suddenly and forcefully.

"Grow up. If you turn your back, you'll have no life."

Two.

"... Roger that, Dear Darm. Good luck. Please rest on your couch for a while."

Rodemur, hearing that the Lombards had gone from Darm to the enemy Azit, did not panic, but first recommended that Darm rest.

"Oh, let me do that. I've been running for a long time, so I'm already a heck of a..."

When Dalm said so, he headed to the couch with his sledge, and sat down so that he could fall in.

"Now, Master Asio, how would you like to do that?

Rodemul turned to talk to Asio beside him as he looked sideways at Dulm, who had fallen onto the couch.

Then Azio began to answer Rodemur's question carefully, with his arms together and a difficult face.

"... we haven't gathered a lot of people yet, but we'll have to go here..."

As Azio put it, although the safe houses were now continuously being returned by their companions, the number was still less than ten, including the Rodemurs, a somewhat unforgiving number to enter the enemy's Aegis.

Moreover, not one of them was in the class of platoon captains, and all of them were useless.

But there was something rather pressing about the circumstances Darm told us, and Azio decided that there was no time to wait for the numbers to be aligned.