Chapter 65 (2/2)
”Mm…...”
A warrior who had long been in his service had come to report to him, but he only nodded vaguely in acknowledgement. Their 'target' is right there in front of their eyes, but whether he should really be eliminated or not…… having the Trial turn out the way it did was a first even for Leid.
”Should we do some practising? Or perhaps we should go procure food supplies……”
”No practising, and no procuring. Consider our current situation as being in the middle of battle. That guy might reveal his ident.i.ty at any moment.”
”...... Yes, sir!”
Constantly be prepared to fight at any given moment. For the War Tribe, that state is almost a default.
At that moment.
”Good morning~!”
They are addressed by a bright, young voice.
The owner of the voice is a young girl wearing a maid uniform, accompanied by two dark elves and a pair of middle-aged man and woman pus.h.i.+ng a service cart fully loaded with freshly-baked bread and soup.
”Ohh……”
”What a nice smell.”
He heard a faint commotion from the warriors that had been silently standing by. The warriors who are capable of standing literally stock still for an entire day if ordered to.
”Today's bread was made with plenty of white wheat, so it's sweet and very delicious~ The potage is also filled with lots of spices~”
She speedily gives orders to the dark elves, even while personally walking around and pa.s.sing out bread and soup to the warriors. Though a bit stiff, the dark elves and servants are also going about setting things up.
Ever since last night's dinner, the castle lord has arranged for them to be provided with food, so this was not unexpected.
”Here you go, Leid-san. I think everyone's waiting for you to start, right?”
”...... Ahh.”
The young, brown-haired girl stops in front of him and hands him his portion while tilting her head.
The thick, fragrant smell of wheat and b.u.t.ter tickles his nose, causing him to reflexively accept the bread.
No matter how prepared they may be, even the War Tribe do not carry bread ovens around.
Freshly-baked bread is something that he can eat only either while staying at the Inn, or when infiltrating human society under the guise of a fake ident.i.ty. But of course, while in the middle of a chase, he has no leisure to enjoy the taste of his food.
”......”
Without looking at the girl, he takes a bite out of the bread in his hand. The taste of b.u.t.ter spreads throughout his entire mouth.
”...... This is delicious.”
”That's only because you can't make something this complicated while camping.”
”Ah, please give me one more piece of bread!”
After seeing their Head Warrior take the first bite, the others shove their own portions into their mouths and bite into sausages with great zest. They had even been given honey to go with the bread, so voices asking for seconds shoot up one after the other.
”It's like I'm dreaming……”
The embarra.s.sed voice of one of his younger warriors reaches Leid's ears.
This situation of having females bravely serving them even while knowing their real ident.i.ties is indeed almost like a dream.
For they are those who lurk in the shadows of human society hunting Demonists.
The way normal humans look at it, the neighbor that they had been close with could be dead the next morning, having been branded a Demonist. Though they understand the causal relations.h.i.+p with their head, the appearance of a War Tribe member is often tied to Shadow Demons somehow, so he understands how the humans feel towards them.
In Sedia, people in power do not lift their hands against the War Tribe. Rather, they even guarantee the Tribe's right to speak directly to anyone from guard to feudal lord. But despite that, the eyes that are directed towards them are only ever filled with fear and hatred.
The words that Leid's superior had once said to him are still fresh in his mind.
”There is no place where it is fine for a War Tribe person to be. As a War Tribe member, the only place to be is the place where duty bounds you to.”
”You…… are you fine?”
Leid unconsciously calls out to Mora, who is rus.h.i.+ng by here and there in front of him.
”Sorry?”
”Aren't you scared of us?”
Though it hasn't even been a full day, he's already understood how much this young girl and the dark elves adore this castle's lord. They must be reluctantly obeying his command, doing all this even though they don't want to. Or rather, in Leid's mind, that is the only way things can be.
”Not at all!”
”......!”
The girl immediately replies strongly and a.s.sertively. Her voice isn't just bright like from before.
It is the voice of someone with the resolve of pouring everything they have into realizing a goal.
”My mom was also killed by Shadow Demons. That's why I'll do anything if it's for the sake of Gio-san's……Margils-sama's goal.”
The young girl with a dignified face gradually reddens from having gathered the attention of all the nearby warriors and servants.
”Ahaha…… sorry about saying something weird. But well, I heard that the War Tribe warriors are also working hard at fighting against the Shadow Demons…… and since we're in the castle together anyways, so we might as well get along well — is what I think……”
”......”
The words of a young girl who doesn't even reach his chest caused the strongest warrior of the War Tribe to be frozen stock still.
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Chapter 65: Mora's Fight (3rd Person)
Volume 2
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