Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 462

Princess Messina looked very surprised at my appearance as I rushed to pack up my equipment as I finished the story abruptly, but there was no reason or room to explain one by one.

I didn’t think that the commander of the demons would really have relevant knowledge. Do you mean to believe that the phantom wizards and evil spirits know what kind of tricks they’ve done and don’t even doubt it?

However, it may be an idea that is only possible because of the age at which I was born again in this world after dying once.

If Siegfried, who revealed his dissatisfaction with his situation through a brief drinking party and several conversations in the empire, is shaking after having a different mind from me, the hero of the demons helps the human people and the warriors of the human people are persuaded by the demons. The possibility of a party happening is a situation that can never be overlooked.

Then, I was the one who was troublesome and bothered, so my hands and feet naturally became faster.

“Oh, sick, sword.”

I was in such a hurry that I even belatedly realized that my sword had been damaged. I was going to calmly cooperate with the investigation, endure with an ax, return to the capital and repair it, but I never thought my plan would go awry like this.

“…Ha, princess? Can I ask the hero for a message?”
“Of course. I’ll use my hand right away to make sure it arrives this evening. What is it about?”

When I took out a sword that looked like cheese eaten by a mouse and showed it to me, Princess Messina, who immediately understood the situation, nodded with a determined expression. Looking at the momentum alone, it was a bit ridiculous as if he was going to deliver it himself, but it wasn’t a bad reaction.

Of course, she made a strange expression as soon as she made a request that she couldn’t quite understand or understand in terms of her common sense, but it would have been the same for anyone who came, so I was able to just ignore it.

“Is… is that really enough?”
“The hero will understand. Oh, if you hear this in the middle and other people except the hero react strangely, please write it all down and let us know.”
“A strange reaction?”
“Aside from the response of not knowing what this is, like the princess… ‘How the hell do you do this?’ That should be a bit of a reaction.”

Princess Messina decided to follow my instructions without saying anything even though she still had an expression that she didn’t know what I was talking about.

After letting the princess go, while listening to her and the escort leave and eagerly packing their belongings, Asilie, who had been outside until the sound of them leaving became so far away that she couldn’t hear it at all, came in belatedly.

“What happened?”
“Something must have happened to Siegfried. But the problem seems to be more complicated than I thought, so I’m going to go check it out.”
“complication?”
“Yes. It seems that someone from the demon lord army is looking at him for something related to his previous life.”

It’s something I realized while talking about it, but being with someone who doesn’t have to hide anything anymore because they’ve already told me everything is more refreshing than I thought.

Even without any additional explanation why I came out to check on Siegfried’s problem, Asilie immediately understood and packed her own luggage.

“What about weapons?”
“I’m going to go to the capital first because of that. I have to tell Seneran and the teacher about the situation.”

The original plan to cooperate with the investigation team seemed to be overdone due to Siegfried’s problem. Since there doesn’t seem to be anything extra to worry about, it seems like it’ll be finished just by briefly communicating the situation while repairing the weapon in case of an unexpected situation.

“Anyway, there’s really no time to relax. I guess it’s the fate of a hero to get involved in an incident every single day.”

In a way, it was a good result, but I didn’t like the fact that I was tired again, so I lamented while carrying the luggage on my back. Asilie, who prepared later than me but finished the preparations quickly, opened her eyes and said.

“I think it’s fate and not a problem with Eldy.”

My shoulders naturally shook at the answer with a firm will not to leave room for any controversy.

I’m really sorry this time!

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Suddenly waking up, Siegfried took out the handle of the Nothung that he had stored in the subspace without knowing it and looked around while holding it.

It wasn’t a reaction I took because I felt alive or an instinctive warning sounded. In the past few days, he has only acted reflexively in response to the dreams that have been bothering him.

But this time, too, there was nothing wrong.

The surroundings were quiet, and he was still on the bed in the tent with Eselua and other women, and he did not feel any sign of the enemy.

“…Zeke? Did you have another nightmare?”

Eselua, awakened by Siegfried’s sudden movement, rubbed her eyes and asked, while habitually using the type of magic and sexual methods that heal mental abnormalities.

It wasn’t just her who woke up. He didn’t wake up, but he moved with the thought of pulling out his sword and swinging it at any time, so his movements were quite violent. Siegfried let out a silent sigh while watching Tenneas and Entires open their eyes one after another, then smiled and replied as if it was nothing special.

“Sorry. I guess I was getting more stress on the battlefield than I thought.”

He laughed and went to sleep as if it wasn’t a big deal, but the three women were convinced that this was not such a simple matter.

It has already been more than two weeks since the battle with the special operation unit of the Demon King’s army infiltrating the kingdom’s territory.

A lot of things happened in the meantime, but the biggest topic was the heroic move of the flute knight who suddenly appeared with the news of victory resounding in the Marquis of Levien.

Until now, even if there were cases where they were defeated in an instant against demons, the human army had no experience of defeating them in an instant and winning. The appearance of a hero who broke through the outer city in two days and captured even the commander called the star shooter and sent him to the capital was a topic more exciting than alcohol and women to the soldiers on the battlefield.

There are warriors, but even such a hero appeared. The war might really end.

Needless to say, when such hope spread, the momentum started to rise naturally, and the condition of the frontlines was strangely good recently, perhaps because of that influence.

Siegfried was the only one in bad shape there.

It was clear that he was not discouraged by the news of victory that followed elsewhere. As soon as Eselua heard from the Imperial Intelligence Agency that the flute driver was Eldmia, she definitely remembered the smile he showed when he informed Siegfried. It was pure relief and joy, far from envy or jealousy.

The problem was with the special ops unit that had been missed.

Whenever Siegfried appears, the commander of the Special Forces unit, who relentlessly appears, is a high-ranking magician with the nickname ‘the tower builder’. At first, because she was simply a beauty, she was savage because she wanted Siegfried to react strangely, but the reality was completely different.

Whenever the tower builder shouts something in a language he can’t understand, Siegfried silently glares at her and gets into trouble. Teneasi, who tried to heal, wondering if it was a weakening curse, tilted her head, and Eselua, who tried to dispel, wondering if it was magic, was no different.

Siegfried listened to the words of the tower builder as if he were understanding the unknown language he had heard for the first time. I couldn’t ignore it even though I knew that this would distract my nerves, make my movements dull, and create gaps.

It doesn’t even stop there, just like I showed you today what kind of nightmares you have at night, you suddenly wake up and try to draw your sword.

It was hard to believe that it was possible to do such a thing without using a single spell, but it was absolutely true. Even if he wanted to ask what was going on, he couldn’t open his mouth easily and because of Siegfried’s hesitant reaction, the days when it was difficult to question him continued until now.

Eselua let out a silent sigh as she watched Siegfried struggle to fall back to sleep. Eselua threw a flame at the two girls watching Siegfried with a worried face no different from her own.

[Is it because Sieg has a past we don’t know about, so he’s having a hard time even in his dreams…]

Siegfried was definitely an imperial citizen. Although his actions and thoughts were unusual, he was definitely a native of the Empire, who had never left the city he was originally living in before being selected as a hero. No matter how hard he tried, there was no reason to have a problem with the demons like this.

At least, if he had shown himself like this at the academy, he would have guessed, but since he’s never been like this, it’s really embarrassing.

[Didn’t the fantasy artisan get an answer?]

In the end, Tennea asked a question, recalling the letter Eselua sent in a hurry a few days ago, but the answer that came back was negative.

[It is said that there is a possibility that we have been subjected to illusion magic while we are not aware of it because it is magic of the demon tribe based on magical power…]

Magic that has a very subtle effect on dreams and minds has reached the pinnacle of human illusion magic. Even if it was a fantasy artisan, it could not be pointed.

There is no other way than to wait for the spell planted by the caster to lose its power and disperse on its own, or to kill the caster. Knowing that, the illusionist concluded that there was a high possibility that the builder of the tower would continue to encounter Siegfried and extend his magic.

[Your morale will drop if you don’t go to the battlefield, and you won’t be able to kill her even if you go to the battlefield. It’s frustrating.]

Entire grumbled as if she was annoyed, but her ears hung down to her shoulders. It’s just depressing.

“Hero. I have a message. Please stand up.”

While all three women struggled to hold back the sigh that reached their throats, a soldier’s voice suddenly came from outside the tent, breaking their silence.

during this night?