The Tale of the Teapot Hero's Revenge

The Magic Conductor Dragon (Gargoyle) sprays fire from a cylinder of wings and flies under his eyes into the eastern sky through the wilderness of the Demonic Nation.

The day after we finished our sight with King Seitam, we just flew for Stige.

On the back of the machine dragon are me and Beato, Melo on Toka, and then Joana.

And then, of course, Mr. Leah, who was to accompany him as a nominee......

"Hey, look at that, alle! It's a herd of wild cows, they look so tiny!

Mr. Beaute, was it?

A little demonic girl hugging Mr. Leah in her arms and opening up her favors.

"Oh, I can see, I can see, but you, did you like cows that much?

"I like you, don't I? Hey, if you want to see it with me, Nah, I like it."

"Well, that's changing..."

And they like you, that guy...

When Mr. Leah decided to go to Stige, he appealed to King Seitam to do everything in his power to accompany him.

Does King Sama have a large vessel or is he tamed with it?

"I don't know, I don't know."

No, no, you usually know.

You'll notice if you're so stuck and appealed to love it.

"... eh"

"Beato, what's wrong?

"... Huh!

... I don't know.

Beato, who had been staring at Mr. Beaute until just now, came to be mine at last and pulled over perfectly.

"Could it be cold? Because it's quite advanced. You ready to get your jacket out?

"... Huh!?

Beato was shocked by my suggestion, for some reason.

Then inflate your cheeks, take my arms and hug me in a giggle.

I'm pretty sure you know what this kid's trying to say, but I'm not sure this time.

"What are you doing, Ale?"

"Seeing people pretend doesn't cure my pretense. It's just that in your sister's case, she doesn't think she's going to be targeted like that, rather than dull."

From Toka and Melo, a frightened gaze flew in.

... No, Beat likes you. You're aware of that?

Yes, but that's not exactly what you mean.

"He doesn't seem to like himself."

"I wonder if he's the one who doesn't see me the most..."

"I guess that's the place. By the way, Mr. Joana, is Stige in this direction?

"It fits, but you're not going to Stige."

Huh?

Everyone on top of the Magic Conductor Dragon (Gargoyle) thought so to Joana's words.

I'm sure of this.

"Duh, what do you mean? Explain it to me so I can understand."

"Rika - eh. Joana, you know your sister usually keeps in touch with Stige, don't you?

That, of course.

You were flying birds this morning, weren't you?

"The leaders, starting with Queen Stige, are now in Balmirad. We'll work together in both countries to discuss Tartus."

"Balmillard......? What's that, the name of the country?

I just don't know because I'm a country girl, I thought.

……

"I've never even heard of you."

"I'm sorry too, it's a country that doesn't sound familiar"

"Atashi is a human country, because I don't know much about it."

"I'm only interested in you."

Looks like we don't all know.

Honestly, I'm a little horrified.

"Naturally you don't know. Balmillard is an emerging country (Shinkokokoko) founded after the fall of the Kingdom of Deltirado. It's a small country southwest of Stige."

"... Oh, could that be the country Barbario and Camill built?

"I'm surprised, correct. You knew me well."

Mr. Gillius told me before you left Stige.

It's good to remember.

Everyone else who doesn't know those two very well hasn't come by pin, though.

"Even if we go back to Stige now, only Mr. Reid is very busy. I hear you're staying in Balmillard for a long time, and if you head that way, you'll see him. Plus I can install cooperation with Valmirado as well as Stiges. What do you say?"

That's Joana, I'm so glad you're here.

If I didn't have this information, I'd have wasted it on Stige once.

Then for a few hours, the scenery continues unchanged.

I wonder if Desolate Brown Wilderness, Demon Territory is like this everywhere.

I just sometimes see round marks like something hit the ground.

There are traces of the ground falling into the ground, shaped like that mine that fought Bloom.

"Mr. Leah, the occasional look you just saw, what is it?

"Oh, the crater."

"Gimme that?

"That's what we call it. You know the legacy of a red star coming down from the sky long ago?

"Of course I know..., could it be that I'm the mark of that star falling?

"It's not like that. I still don't know exactly where the red star fell."

That's right, if it's a sign of a big star falling, it's supposed to be big and noticeable.

"That crater is said to be a splash of red star fragments crashing into the earth. It must have been smashed to pieces and scattered everywhere."

"Heh..."

Similar story, I thought you were talking chills and tokas.

"The subhuman territories have more craters than the human territories. Besides, there are a lot of wonders and demons around here. You can't just leave me alone as an army, I'm on a regular crusade."

"That's why I know more.... Well, I knew there'd be demons."

Red stone.

Red stone with the power to produce demons.

Stone that stopped functioning when I touched it, with the material of my sword, with properties that are easy to pass through even by magic.

Softly touch the pattern of a demonic glowing sword with a sheath of hips.

(I mean, this is coming down from the sky, I wonder if you mean shards of red stars...)

"... oh well. Have you come this far yet?"

My thoughts are interrupted by Mr. Leah's squeezing voice.

Mr. Beaute, who has always been attached to this man, also looks down at the view with a dark look.

Appeared in the wilderness, traces of fortifications and positions.

weathered white bones left unattended, and.

"Is that, Fregenta...?

The castle is half broken and the walls surrounding the city are worn out.

It's completely abandoned, I could see Melo's hometown.

"This is the front line between the Royal Army and the Sub-Army..."

The Magic Conductor Dragon (Gargoyle) quickly passes over and the battlefield trail disappears across the landscape.

There the humans, the demons, the other subhumans.

Burtoghu and Tartus, a large number of people lost their lives because of these guys and produced grief that couldn't be counted.

"You remind me of so many things, hey...... A lot, you've been killed..."

"Oh yeah...... The guy who was eating a lot of rice will stick out his bowel the next day and die. Those were the days..."

As those who fought the battlefield, the two speak of realistic memories.

"My hometown...... I knew, I knew... Actually, it's hard to see..."

"Melo...... You can cry, okay?

Taste the feeling of losing your hometown again, Melo, and sink into grief.

I shouldn't repeat this anymore.

Kill Tartus, and now it's really time to end the ridiculous war that Burtoghu waged.