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    Realizing the betrayal, Rasha laughed for a while and then started to run wild like an animal.

    Every time she reached out, something broke, someone’s life was in danger, a building collapsed, and someone’s scream was heard without warning.

    “Is this all you can do!? Did you think you could kill me like this! You weaklings!”

    It was Benedict’s black greatsword that first stopped Rasha’s advance, which no one seemed able to stop.

    A smile appeared on Rasha’s face at the sight of her fist, imbued with the power of destruction, not cracking but rather pushing Rasha back.

    “You’re pressing down on the power with a dense aura! You’re crazy!”

    “I can’t do something like someone using their power. Instead, this is the method I chose.”

    Lucy’s friend Frey showed Benedick the ability to cut off the power itself, but that was something only those who had reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, like her and the Sword Saint, could do.

    Benedict, whose sword skills were slightly inferior to theirs, could keep up to a similar level, but he could not always perfectly cut the power.

    In a battlefield where one mistake can cost you your life, believing in uncertainty is suicidal. That’s why Benedict created his own method.

    A strategy that is possible for Benedict, who has a naturally gifted body and vast aura. To put it simply, it is a method of suppressing with force.

    “Hahaha! You really don’t seem human!”

    “You don’t look like a human either!”

    Each time the two collide, the ground trembles. Parts of the foundation weakened by the previous earthquake spring up and sink.

    Buildings that had become unstable are collapsing.

    The ceaseless roar deafens people, and the wind that starts from the clashes between people turns into a storm and pushes people back.

    “You are like this now, so what will you look like when you are finished!”

    “I don’t understand the perfection you speak of, but you won’t see it! You’ll die before that!”

    There was no weakling among those standing here.

    The knights of Aln, the warriors brought by Caria, they are all equipped to fight against the evil god.

    However, even though they were strong enough to be treated with respect wherever they went, they were meaningless here.

    Strength is relative, Benedick and Rasha were strong, while others were weak in comparison.

    Just as they predicted.

    “Report to the employer! Go to C! Move! ”

    Those who had infiltrated as knights and believers of destruction moved without a moment’s hesitation at Caria’s shout.

    “You don’t trust me? How can you throw me away so easily!”

    “I’m leaving because I trust you! You, who’s lived alone your whole life, will never know!”

    The knights believe in Benedick’s strength. They trust that no matter what happens, he will not be defeated by Rasha.

    So, he suppresses his worries and goes off to do his work.

    I trust the Knights of Benedict and Caria. I trust that they will move as planned and achieve victory.

    So, in this place, you can risk your life and fight each other with your weapons against some boring lunatic.

    “Hahaha! That’s why you’re weak! Benedict Allen!”

    “So you can move forward! Rasha!”

    Mira informed Benedict, who was running wild like a rascal.

    That people can move forward into the future by being with other people.

    That a seemingly meaningless honor can protect you.

    Good intentions beget good intentions.

    And how strong a person becomes when he decides to protect something.

    “Then prove it! That you are stronger than me even now. Prove that you are strong! Right now!”

    *

    Caria let out a hollow laugh as she heard the explosion coming from behind her.

    This used to be a pretty nice city, but now it’s going to have to be rebuilt from scratch. I wonder how many years it’ll take to build.

    This time, I need to invest in the person I’ve connected with and put people in charge of the city’s basic infrastructure.

    “It’s the first time since you were little that we’ve moved on our own, leaving that person alone.”

    While Caria was thinking about the future without much worry, Porcel opened his mouth.

    His gaze was directed forward, but all his other senses were focused on following his master.

    For a man who considered a person, not a family, as his master, the master was an object of trust, but at the same time, an object of concern.

    One time might be fine. But you don’t want to see the man you’ve accepted fall apart twice.

    Caria noticed him and snickered, jumping up onto Porcel’s shoulders.

    “What are you doing?”

    “It’s hard~ I’m nothing to you anyway, right?”

    “Heavy in another sense.”

    “Just shut up and run. Muscle pig. This is the appropriate treatment for a disloyal subject who suspects his master.”

    “As expected, you noticed.”

    “Men are stupid. If you’re worried, just say a word.”

    “I can’t place something like that on the head of the household who is already carrying a heavy burden.”

    “Oh. Really?”

    “And you know, Lady Caria. Since meeting Lady Mira, you have never lost a fight to protect your family.”

    “Was it?”

    I’d like to tell you that I made a stupid face in the capital city of the kingdom last time, but if I do that, the story will become endlessly long, so I’ll leave it alone.

    “Now that you mention it, Caria-sama. You asked me about the place where the Lord and Mira met.”

    “Ah. Don’t bring up that useless memory. I don’t want to remember it.”

    “…Huh? What do you mean? That must have been a quiet rural village.”

    “I’m not talking about the scenery. I’m talking about the part where I was fooled.”

    The two people who were chatting lightly soon arrived in front of the dungeon where the evil spirit was about to be resurrected.

    “I have some time left before work starts. Hmm. Let’s talk about old times.”

    “Are you talking now?”

    “I’m doing it because it’s now. It’s better to turn defeat into victory. If that’s the comrade of the guy who stole my life, it’s even better.”

    *

    The first time Caria met Marie was the day after she met Benedict.

    She, who was living as the kingdom’s dog at the time, took action herself to investigate the woman who seduced Benedict, the kingdom’s greatest power.

    First, I researched the surrounding area and found out that there was information hidden deep in the village, then I pretended to be a traveler and went looking for the mummy.

    And what was confirmed was that the information was not much different from what Caria had previously investigated.

    Mira was a very simple and therefore a wonderful sage. People are multifaceted beings.

    It is impossible to be good in all directions. Such a being exists only in myths.

    ‘Ahaha. Thank you for the compliment, but it’s too much for me. I’m just an ordinary girl.’

    As she herself said, Mira was ordinary. Except for her appearance, which was a shame for a country girl, she was that way no matter where you looked.

    However, because it was so normal and upright, it gave the impression that it was closer to the realm of abnormality.

    At least that’s what Caria thought.

    So I tried even harder to find out about this person named Mira.

    It was almost a certainty that there was something hidden inside this person.

    There must have been some other reason for approaching Benedict Allen.

    It is said that they are trying to achieve some goal through meticulous preparations that cannot even be seen with their own eyes.

    Although she thought so, surprisingly, all Caria gained through her efforts was a crush on a person named Mira.

    Nothing else existed.

    After that, Caria helped the two live happily ever after, apologizing for her useless doubts.

    So that the love between a commoner and a noble can be serious, so that it can be recognized by other nobles, and so that Mira can be happy after the engagement.

    Even after waking up again with Lucy’s help, Caria didn’t have any other thoughts.

    That is, until the Pope, who had attempted to resurrect and desecrate the mummy, left after leaving behind meaningful words.

    That day.

    That day.

    Caria thought back on her memories and found something uneasy.

    So I ran like a crazy person and arrived at the village where Mira used to live.

    And then I found out.

    A dark divinity hangs over the village.

    *

    “Wait… a minute. Lady Caria. If it’s as you say. Could it be that the village disappeared?!”

    “No? The village was still the same.”

    “Then Mira was fake.”

    “That’s not it. People remembered Mira as a good, innocent, pretty country girl.”

    “…Then what is it?”

    “However, Mira’s origins are unclear. She was raised by a kind grandmother who abandoned the orphan.”

    The mummy was probably a messenger of a god or something similar.

    And even he himself wouldn’t have known about it.

    If he knew something, Caria would have noticed him.

    ◦ ◦ After this, there is a way to ask the Lord.

    I don’t know what God’s will is.

    It doesn’t matter that it was unavoidable for the sake of saving the world.

    It’s just annoying.

    The author, Shin, who was the first person Caria could love without any doubts, and the daughter of that first person, a good person who treated her without hesitation, even though she could read his mind.

    “Does your lord know about this?”

    “No. I don’t know. I didn’t tell you. The author is so tearful that he’ll burst into tears just from the thought of something related to his own daughter. Now that Mira is involved, how much of a mess will he make?”

    One time is enough for that giant to not be able to get up.

    Caria, who chewed and swallowed the words filled with her heart, saw the large dungeon collapsing from above.

    “All hands. Ready for battle.”

    Save the world.

    I will warn the heavens.

    “Start the subjugation of evil spirits.”

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