187 [3-44] Wine is the best medicine to drink. (2/2)
In general, the undead are instilled with absolute loyalty to the sorcerer who created them.
For them, serving Renai and fighting until their deaths is a sense of duty and happiness that transcends logic.
Even though they understand that this is an instilled emotion, they can never resist it.
If I have to fight the ...... stone pillows again, I won't hesitate to kill them. Of course.
It's a blessing. I can help the princess.
But when I think about the fact that I would never have done that when I was ...... alive, I think about ...... this, and I think about bothering.
Chen Si waggled his poisoned hands above his head.
It must be a strange feeling to be aware that you are being manipulated.
Tracy thought that she wasn't adept enough to be able to open up about such things.
If that's the case, why don't we at least bring in Ishimakura-san to join us and serve the princess together?
A strong man would be welcome, I'm sure.
”Hmmm... ...... I guess so.
I'm not sure what to make of that.
It's not that Tracy thinks Rene is going to lose, she thinks he's going to win, but she's not sure if things will go as planned.
--The opponent is the Imperial Army. The Princess is going to enter the fray in earnest, and she'll probably take countermeasures in the next battle.
We've already seen in the raid on the fortress that they've added a charm protection accessory and anti-undead equipment, whose abilities (or stories) have been broken in previous battles.
Maybe they'll come to stop the ogre next. I'm sure you'll be able to find something that will work for you.
And I wonder if the other side will have special combat soldiers or something to keep the ace class corpses from being turned into undead when they are taken.
It's hard to tell if it'll be a brilliant victory and a great victory to get their ace.
Well, you never know what the future holds, so you can say anything.
We can at least talk about it at the bar.
”Hey. What does Tracy think? You're not undead like me, but...
About the current situation, about the ...... princess, about the .......
Chancey asked the question with some difficulty.
Her side seemed to be aware of Tracy's situation as well. It's not like she wanted to be here.
To be honest, I think it's rather fun.
The princess does some horrible things, but her enemies aren't always the good guys, right? I find that kind of thing amusing, too.
I just can't give up on the human world.
I understand why the princess has to fight like this. I understand it, but I can't accept the consequences. If a country is destroyed, people who have nothing to do with it will be hurt badly. I'm sure you're not the only one who thinks that.
I'm not sure what to say, but I'm going to say it.
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”Are you sure you're okay to say something like that out in the open?
I'm bound by magic items, so I can say rebellious things without hesitation.
I can say anything I want without hesitation.
I'm not sure what to say.
It's not something to be proud of.
I knew I was going to die soon anyway, so I guess I've gotten into the habit of taking everything in stride.
Oh, yeah, that happened, too. The witch is going to prolong my life.
Honestly, that's a future I wouldn't have had if I hadn't gotten attached to her.
Laughing, Tracy drank the rest of the drink from her glass.
Since she had been given life by luck and chance, Tracy had decided to live her life to the fullest as long as she could.
That is, she would enjoy what she enjoyed and do what she felt she had to do.
”Well, what will be will be. It's up to the princess to set the tone, and we'll just have a drink if we're bothered by any of it.
Right. Maybe so.
...... By the way...
Tracy looked at the man standing behind the bar counter, carrying a number of bottles on his back.
Under the moody lights, an elderly ghoul in a white shirt, black vest and bow tie was shaking a silver shaker.
”After all this time, what are you doing, General?
Alastor stands at the counter for some reason.
I'm not sure if I'm allowed to talk about it, so Tracy kept quiet, but she was running out of patience.
It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're going to be doing.
Aren't you too free, witch?
I'm sure the princess is aware of that.
Aren't you a bit flippant, Princess?
Alastor poured the contents of the shaker into two cocktail glasses and slid them over the counter with an airy gesture.
The glasses, inverted triangles filled with bright blue liquid, came to a stop in front of Tracy and Chauncey respectively.
”Here you go, dream on.
”Too good to be true: ......
The black cat woke up, poked the glass with his nose, and licked off the condensation droplets.