The people outside are taken to a simple cage made inside the stronghold.\n
Everyone is looking down and trying not to be seen in the face.
Some of them seem to be weeping.
âItâs too late to regret it now. Why didnât you think about when you got caught?â
The words of the captain who hangs on them are harsh.
Thatâs something I canât help.
They chose this path for themselves.
We will take a long time to atone for that responsibility.
âHuhâŠâ
Iâm glad the operation succeeded, so I can hunt down Division.
This wonât even get me targeted.
That way I can continue my journey.
But I kind of canât clear my mind.
Iâm sure itâs because itâs the first time Iâve seen the grief of those caught.
âYou donât get sick.â
Turning his gaze to his voice, Mr. Sifal and Mr. Ratlua.
Apparently, he looked rather discouraged, and he fell apart.
âI know, because itâs the first time Iâve seen itâ
âOh well. We had a lot on our minds in the first place, didnât we?
âOh, you were so young. It was when Ratlua had more cuteness.â
âHey. What are you gonna say?â
âWhat! Can I tell Ivy about those days? Youâre so brave.â
âNo! Donât tell me!
I wonder what happened.
Mr. Ratluaâs face is dyed bright red and panicking.
⊠Iâm so curious what to do.
Sneak in laterâŠâŠ
âIvy, youâre not gonna ask me later, are you? No way?â
It was read.\n
Plus, Iâm so scared of your face!
Quickly and silently snort again and again.
âRight?
Black! Mr. Ratluaâs smile is so black!
Iâm terribly curious, but letâs stop.
Mr. Ratlua, who has always returned to his usual smile, strokes his head gently.
And I was horrified.
Good ~.
Oh, Iâm losing the moody feeling I had earlier.
Maybe Mr. Sifal brought up Mr. Ratluaâs past for me.
Theyâre really sweet people.
⊠No, you meant that dislike of Mr. Ratlua.
I guess Mr. Sifal told the story knowing that.
I knew you were a fighter, Mr. Schiffer.
I inadvertently heard yelling from around the base.
And my body freaks out.
âItâs okay.â
Mr. Sifal gently puts his hand on my shoulder.
And answer with a smile.
âBut what would it be? Letâs go.â
From the garden of the stronghold, the area around the stronghold was much noisier when it moved to a position where it could be seen outside the gate.
âRumor has it that those who joined the organization have been captured.â
Mr. Sifalâs face is getting tougher.
At the end of that gaze are the people of the town pushing over to this place.
I hear voices like, âTell me who you caughtâ and âClear up your grudges.
The vigilantes are trying to rule, but there are too many people.
Is everything okay?
âThatâs a bit of a shitty number.â \nMr. Ratluaâs expression is also harsh.
What are we going to do?
âIs it going to be okay?
âHmm? I think the captain and Gilmouth will do something about it. Oh, look.â
Turning his gaze in the direction indicated by Mr Ratlua, he stood in front of the people gathered by Mr Commander, Mr Deputy Commander and Mr Gilmouth.
âQuiet!
The captainâs voice echoes around the base.
The neighborhood quiets to its voice.
âThe rumours are telling the truth. The organization that has caused the most damage to this town. Weâve got the people who joined the organization.â
In the words, a voice of joy springs up from the people of the city.
but the deputy commander slaps his hand and stops it.
The captain starts talking when it gets quiet again.
âA lot of traitors have come out of the vigilante. And even from adventurers. My deepest apologies for that.â
When the captain bows his head, the vice-captain and Mr Gilmouth also bow their heads.
The people of town staring quietly at it.
When the captain gives his head up, he starts talking just a little slowly.
âIâm sorry, but I canât announce who got caught right now. Because we have not obtained any certainty about individual sins. I donât think thereâs any misidentification, but I want all announcements to wait until we can prove it.â
Now that Sola just made the decision, she still doesnât know who was in the organization for what.
Weâre going to gather evidence to establish each sin.
It must be tough because of the large number of people weâve caught.
âI have a favor to ask of the inhabitants. I donât want you to lay your hands on those youâve caught.â
To the words, curses fly from the gathered people.
Some of them are crying.
Mr. Commander, keep your hands up.
âYou know sinners fall into slavery, but few know how much that is. But I do. How harsh a place for sinners to go.â
Your voice disappeared into the words of the captain.
It goes without saying that sinners fall into slavery.
Sure, they impose it on forced labor.
\nSo donât give me a hand.
The captain was talking to people who couldnât hold their anger because of grief and suffering.
Let their anger calm down a little.
Donât let that anger turn to the perpetrator.
âYou see.â
Mr. Sifal stares a little proudly at Mr. Ratlua.
Mr. Ratlua makes me squirm my hair.
âWow! What is it?
âNo, you understand the captain properly â I donât know.â
âUnderstand? You mean amazing people?
Iâve been thinking about that for a while.
Adaptability to respond quickly to a variety of things and the ability to guide people.
And strength of mind.
I think thatâs just great.
âI want to be like the captainâ
ââ Eh!
I heard two very surprised voices in my words for some reason.
The voices, of course, are Mr Sifal and Mr Ratlua.
Would you be so surprised?
âIvy, itâs too early to give up your life.â
âHuh?â
âThatâs right, Ivy. I canât believe I want to be like a captain. Because the future is still bright.â
⊠The captain should have talked about being amazingâŠ
âYou guys.â
Turning his gaze to the heavy bass, thereâs a captain with a sticky face.
Soon, the story seemed over.
âGood luckâ
When I greet him with a smile, he will have a very calm look after a moment of surprised face.
Definitely better this way than the slightly stretched face I just had.