The original plan was to steal or prevent Orobas from drinking the holy water if he could not enter the basement in question.
Then, since the materials were limited, he calculated that he would not be able to make it again anytime soon.
But what if there were this many monsters?
Then, even if he could somehow prevent them from drinking the holy water, he would only have to make it twice.
Of course, considering Belled's reasoning that it would not simply be the monsters that would be involved, but that some decisive price would be required, he would not want to try making it multiple times.
But what if he could do it anyway?
Aren't humans the kind of creatures that will do anything when they are cornered?
Knowing all the miracles that the desire to live can create, Ronove's heart grew impatient.
"...Why of all people."
Ronove clicked his tongue as he quickly arrived at the mansion, turning his horse around. It was already early morning, and the servants were moving one by one.
He had to move quickly before more eyes would be on him.
"Hello."
But the servants of other families who greeted him leisurely had no way of knowing his feelings.
The nobles who valued leisure as luxurious values would never be happy with someone who ran around busily.
Running around in a visible place would be noticeable.
He suppressed his urge to run as much as possible and walked down the hallway. And.
Bam! Clang!
“Ouch!”
He bumped into two maids who were just turning the corner of the hallway. One of the maids was holding a teapot and a teacup.
Roll...
He felt something wet near his arm, but it was not the time to care about that.
“I’m sorry!”
“It’s okay.”
“Look at your clothes.”
The maids grabbed him with a handkerchief and grabbed him to wipe his clothes. Normally, they would have seen their discomfort as a slight courtesy, but now was different.
“It’s okay. I have something urgent to tell the master.”
He waved his hand and quickly left.
There were already too many servants. Besides.
He thought about the area Naberus was patrolling on the map. It must have been quite some time before he discovered the monster and came to report it.
To stop Orobas from collecting the monster’s corpse, the best way was to keep the monster from approaching, so his mind became even more anxious.
His anxious mind brought on a habit.
Saaaaa...
As soon as he felt that there was no sign of life, he turned into a red fog and thought, “Oh no.”
The priests might sense the magic.
But what could he do since it had already changed?
He had no choice but to use the shadows and the gaps in the building to quickly climb up to the third floor of the mansion.
It was where the VIP room was.
Ding, ding, ding...
The morning bell rang in his ears.
Thump.
Upon arriving on the third floor, he transformed into a human and shook off his clothes as much as possible. It was to get rid of any magic that might have remained in his clothes.
Then he opened the door of the warehouse where he had arrived and went out.
There were a few passersby, but he didn’t have time to look at them.
“Urgent.”
He arrived at the door and gestured to the knight of Viine.
In the early morning, I and Belled were not in a good mood to receive reports.
In particular, I was buried in the blanket with only my face, and Belled had not yet put on his top.
I tried to cover my eyes, as the sight of his well-toned muscles moving before my eyes caught my eye.
Belled smiled faintly and took my hand away, holding it in his own.
“It’s urgent.”
That was when Ronove tried to come in.
“...Ronove?”
Belled, whose expression quickly cooled, closed the curtains. Then he asked.
“What’s going on?”
“The monsters are coming.”
Roll...
He felt something wet near his arm, but it was not the time to care about that.
“I’m sorry!”
“It’s okay.”
“Look at your clothes.”
The maids grabbed him with a handkerchief and grabbed him to wipe his clothes. Normally, they would have seen their discomfort as a slight courtesy, but now was different.
“It’s okay. I have something urgent to tell the master.”
He waved his hand and quickly left.
There were already too many servants. Besides.
He thought about the area Naberus was patrolling on the map. It must have been quite some time before he discovered the monster and came to report it.
To stop Orobas from collecting the monster’s corpse, the best way was to keep the monster from approaching, so his mind became even more anxious.
His anxious mind brought on a habit.
Saaaaa...
As soon as he felt that there was no sign of life, he turned into a red fog and thought, “Oh no.”
The priests might sense the magic.
But what could he do since it had already changed?
He had no choice but to use the shadows and the gaps in the building to quickly climb up to the third floor of the mansion.
It was where the VIP room was.
Ding, ding, ding...
The morning bell rang in his ears.
Thump.
Upon arriving on the third floor, he transformed into a human and shook off his clothes as much as possible. It was to get rid of any magic that might have remained in his clothes.
Then he opened the door of the warehouse where he had arrived and went out.
There were a few passersby, but he didn’t have time to look at them.
“Urgent.”
He arrived at the door and gestured to the knight of Viine.
***
In the early morning, I and Belled were not in a good mood to receive reports.
In particular, I was buried in the blanket with only my face, and Belled had not yet put on his top.
I tried to cover my eyes, as the sight of his well-toned muscles moving before my eyes caught my eye.
Belled smiled faintly and took my hand away, holding it in his own.
“It’s urgent.”
That was when Ronove tried to come in.
“...Ronove?”
Belled, whose expression quickly cooled, closed the curtains. Then he asked.
“What’s going on?”
“The monsters are coming.”
I paused at those words.
“The monsters?”
If there were just a few, such a report would not have come. As expected, Ronove continued.
“Yes. There are too many. It seems that the nobles brought them from all over the continent.”
I made a strange expression at Ronobe’s words.
“Why are the nobles bringing the monsters...?”
The answer came from Belled. He narrowed his eyes.
“The best prey for monsters is those who have ‘concentrated power but no combat ability,’”
He said, looking outside.
“I heard that it has become a trend for nobles to carry around items that have been blessed since ancient times or items that have been touched by holy water to ward off demons.”
“The monsters?”
If there were just a few, such a report would not have come. As expected, Ronove continued.
“Yes. There are too many. It seems that the nobles brought them from all over the continent.”
I made a strange expression at Ronobe’s words.
“Why are the nobles bringing the monsters...?”
The answer came from Belled. He narrowed his eyes.
“The best prey for monsters is those who have ‘concentrated power but no combat ability,’”
He said, looking outside.
“I heard that it has become a trend for nobles to carry around items that have been blessed since ancient times or items that have been touched by holy water to ward off demons.”
In short, it meant that nobles were paradoxically becoming targets because they carried items that had been touched by holy water.
It was strange. The divine power that was supposed to defeat demons was actually attracting demons. Sometimes, I thought that the monsters that moved cleverly would instinctively avoid it.
However, since they were demons and people didn’t even care, it didn’t seem like it was very effective.
The problem was.
“Holy water is a very concentrated power.”
Could it be the holy water from the Orobas' basement?
I opened my mouth slightly.
“It seems that the items that drive away demons are just food for the monsters.”
In addition, the monsters reacted sensitively to the power that was in or on the items that the nobles brought.
“Yes. They gather intelligence that they don’t have to eat the best food.”
He narrowed his eyes.
“They might be approaching this mansion under the cover of darkness to eat that food.”
It was a rumor that they were moving after guessing that if they disturbed other humans, human troops would be dispatched.
Since it was Belled’s words who had dealt with monsters countless times, it was also credible.
I narrowed my eyes.
“It’s a good thing they don’t attack commoners who have no fighting ability, but...”
The problem was their plan. Since Orobas was doing the suspicious work of collecting monster corpses, there was no way they could collect more than they needed.
So it was easy to guess how many monster corpses Orobas needed. It was more than expected, and they had to make the holy water within a week before the corpses decomposed.
Even if they didn’t know how Orobas made the holy water, they used a lot of monsters to make it once.
So the plan was to wait until they made the holy water and then steal it if only to make Orobas pay a price in addition to the monster corpses.
But if so many monsters were to attack the mansion, the monster corpses would actually be carried to Orobas on their own.
This meant that it would be difficult to prevent them from making the holy water more than twice.
“...It would look suspicious if all the monster corpses that would be generated during the battle were burned in Vine.”
It was difficult. I bit my lip. At this rate, Orobas would easily prove his divinity, and Vine would be in even more trouble.
My heart seemed to be beating wildly again. As if I had been running a long distance for a very long time.
It was when I let out my breath. Belled wrapped his arm around my shoulder and leaned against my shoulder.
“...”
Unlike my slightly trembling and cold hands, Belled’s hands were warm and calm.
As if he could solve anything.
Rather, it was Vine who was in danger, but he was like that.
Rather than worrying about other things, he leaned on me as if he were telling me to calm down, and my mind seemed to clear up a little.
The monsters are coming to Orobas. Of course, Orobas would move his troops, but since there are many of them and there are priests, they would all pretend to help Orobas.
If dozens of battlefields, both large and small, were to appear near the mansion, it would be impossible for Bain to manage all of them.
In particular, the priests would send one or two of them to each battlefield to provide support.
Meanwhile, Orobas would take this opportunity to avoid the priests’ eyes and carry out the corpses of monsters, and more carts than usual would come in. Then, it would be obvious that it would be difficult to hide those carts.
“...Ah.”
Wait, avoiding the priests’ eyes?
Since the priests would be absent-minded, it was highly likely that they would not be able to properly perceive Orobas’ movements.
After all, this was Orobas territory.
Since the Orobas knew the terrain of Orobas well, they would have an advantage. However.
“If the priests were to discover them.”
They would be caught on the spot and branded as demons without any excuses. If Yubar were to help them, then they too. Up until this point, everything was according to plan. But.
I raised my body slightly. Then I looked straight at Ronove.
“The plan was to have the priests watch Orobas collect the corpses?”
“Yes.”
Beryl's eyes sparkled. Belled was watching her.
Her face, which had looked tired just a moment ago, was now full of life. Perhaps she had a good idea.
Belled was now staring at her profile, forgetting to breathe without realizing it.
“And what if they saw them making the holy water?”
“That would be...”
“We’ll guide the priests to the path the carts take. Then they’ll be able to see the magic circle inside.”
Then the problem was no longer gathering the monsters, but seeing them use the magic circle directly.
“It’s possible. If that many carts go into the basement, we’ll have no choice but to leave the door open.”
It was a golden opportunity.
“Yes, then.”
Beryl nodded.
“Then I’ll keep the priests’ eyes focused on Orobas’ movements.”
It was strange. The divine power that was supposed to defeat demons was actually attracting demons. Sometimes, I thought that the monsters that moved cleverly would instinctively avoid it.
However, since they were demons and people didn’t even care, it didn’t seem like it was very effective.
The problem was.
“Holy water is a very concentrated power.”
Could it be the holy water from the Orobas' basement?
I opened my mouth slightly.
“It seems that the items that drive away demons are just food for the monsters.”
In addition, the monsters reacted sensitively to the power that was in or on the items that the nobles brought.
“Yes. They gather intelligence that they don’t have to eat the best food.”
He narrowed his eyes.
“They might be approaching this mansion under the cover of darkness to eat that food.”
It was a rumor that they were moving after guessing that if they disturbed other humans, human troops would be dispatched.
Since it was Belled’s words who had dealt with monsters countless times, it was also credible.
I narrowed my eyes.
“It’s a good thing they don’t attack commoners who have no fighting ability, but...”
The problem was their plan. Since Orobas was doing the suspicious work of collecting monster corpses, there was no way they could collect more than they needed.
So it was easy to guess how many monster corpses Orobas needed. It was more than expected, and they had to make the holy water within a week before the corpses decomposed.
Even if they didn’t know how Orobas made the holy water, they used a lot of monsters to make it once.
So the plan was to wait until they made the holy water and then steal it if only to make Orobas pay a price in addition to the monster corpses.
But if so many monsters were to attack the mansion, the monster corpses would actually be carried to Orobas on their own.
This meant that it would be difficult to prevent them from making the holy water more than twice.
“...It would look suspicious if all the monster corpses that would be generated during the battle were burned in Vine.”
It was difficult. I bit my lip. At this rate, Orobas would easily prove his divinity, and Vine would be in even more trouble.
My heart seemed to be beating wildly again. As if I had been running a long distance for a very long time.
It was when I let out my breath. Belled wrapped his arm around my shoulder and leaned against my shoulder.
“...”
Unlike my slightly trembling and cold hands, Belled’s hands were warm and calm.
As if he could solve anything.
Rather, it was Vine who was in danger, but he was like that.
Rather than worrying about other things, he leaned on me as if he were telling me to calm down, and my mind seemed to clear up a little.
The monsters are coming to Orobas. Of course, Orobas would move his troops, but since there are many of them and there are priests, they would all pretend to help Orobas.
If dozens of battlefields, both large and small, were to appear near the mansion, it would be impossible for Bain to manage all of them.
In particular, the priests would send one or two of them to each battlefield to provide support.
Meanwhile, Orobas would take this opportunity to avoid the priests’ eyes and carry out the corpses of monsters, and more carts than usual would come in. Then, it would be obvious that it would be difficult to hide those carts.
“...Ah.”
Wait, avoiding the priests’ eyes?
Since the priests would be absent-minded, it was highly likely that they would not be able to properly perceive Orobas’ movements.
After all, this was Orobas territory.
Since the Orobas knew the terrain of Orobas well, they would have an advantage. However.
“If the priests were to discover them.”
They would be caught on the spot and branded as demons without any excuses. If Yubar were to help them, then they too. Up until this point, everything was according to plan. But.
I raised my body slightly. Then I looked straight at Ronove.
“The plan was to have the priests watch Orobas collect the corpses?”
“Yes.”
Beryl's eyes sparkled. Belled was watching her.
Her face, which had looked tired just a moment ago, was now full of life. Perhaps she had a good idea.
Belled was now staring at her profile, forgetting to breathe without realizing it.
“And what if they saw them making the holy water?”
“That would be...”
“We’ll guide the priests to the path the carts take. Then they’ll be able to see the magic circle inside.”
Then the problem was no longer gathering the monsters, but seeing them use the magic circle directly.
“It’s possible. If that many carts go into the basement, we’ll have no choice but to leave the door open.”
It was a golden opportunity.
“Yes, then.”
Beryl nodded.
“Then I’ll keep the priests’ eyes focused on Orobas’ movements.”
Just as Ronove was wrapping up his work and bowing,
“In addition, let’s change the plan a little.”
Belled began.
“Wait until Orobas makes the holy water, and then steal it.”
His and Beryl’s eyes met.
“If we can’t stop the holy water from being made anyway, shouldn’t it at least be given to someone who can control it?”
Beryl looked into his faintly smiling eyes and shook her head.
“That’s true, but it might be dangerous for Vine to move it ourselves and bring it.”
The demons who were exorcised when they touched the holy water would also be anxious about holding the holy water with their own hands.
Belled laughed at those words.
“Of course, I don’t plan on bringing it myself.”
He turned his gaze to look at Ronobe.
“Is there anyone suitable?”
A suitable person? Are you looking for someone with unique abilities?
However, what Belled said was something else.
Ronove thought for a moment and then opened his mouth.
“There was one among the knights who seemed to have a particularly strong desire for success.”
Desire for success? It might have sounded like a random word, but Beryl soon found the answer.
She thought she was starting to understand what the demon meant when he used the word desire.
“Anyway, demons don’t need the holy water, and since Orobas doesn’t have to prove his divinity with the holy water, you’re trying to make someone else consume the holy water?”
A knight would know well how to use the holy water.
“But if you’re going to use it on a demon... ah.”
Beryl realized that there was no way a knight would use the holy water for anything else.
“If the monsters are attracted by strong power, then of course....”
“They will gather around the one who has the holy water.”
Belled laughed softly. His wife, who understood his intentions, seemed so radiant.
“He will have no choice but to drink the holy water and fight against the monsters to survive.”
He laughed.
“And the monsters will try to invade the place where the holy water was created, following the path he took. I don’t know how the holy water is created, but if the room with the vision is underground like Beryl said.”
His firm hands cupped Beryl’s cheeks. A gentle kiss landed on Beryl’s forehead, whose eyes were closed by the warmth that gave her a sense of stability.
“It wouldn’t be strange for the vision to be damaged during battle.”
Then Orobas would never be able to create the holy water again.
Belled looked back at Ronove, holding his head with one hand as he closed his eyes.
It was a gesture telling him to handle it without making a mistake.
“In addition, let’s change the plan a little.”
Belled began.
“Wait until Orobas makes the holy water, and then steal it.”
His and Beryl’s eyes met.
“If we can’t stop the holy water from being made anyway, shouldn’t it at least be given to someone who can control it?”
Beryl looked into his faintly smiling eyes and shook her head.
“That’s true, but it might be dangerous for Vine to move it ourselves and bring it.”
The demons who were exorcised when they touched the holy water would also be anxious about holding the holy water with their own hands.
Belled laughed at those words.
“Of course, I don’t plan on bringing it myself.”
He turned his gaze to look at Ronobe.
“Is there anyone suitable?”
A suitable person? Are you looking for someone with unique abilities?
However, what Belled said was something else.
Ronove thought for a moment and then opened his mouth.
“There was one among the knights who seemed to have a particularly strong desire for success.”
Desire for success? It might have sounded like a random word, but Beryl soon found the answer.
She thought she was starting to understand what the demon meant when he used the word desire.
“Anyway, demons don’t need the holy water, and since Orobas doesn’t have to prove his divinity with the holy water, you’re trying to make someone else consume the holy water?”
A knight would know well how to use the holy water.
“But if you’re going to use it on a demon... ah.”
Beryl realized that there was no way a knight would use the holy water for anything else.
“If the monsters are attracted by strong power, then of course....”
“They will gather around the one who has the holy water.”
Belled laughed softly. His wife, who understood his intentions, seemed so radiant.
“He will have no choice but to drink the holy water and fight against the monsters to survive.”
He laughed.
“And the monsters will try to invade the place where the holy water was created, following the path he took. I don’t know how the holy water is created, but if the room with the vision is underground like Beryl said.”
His firm hands cupped Beryl’s cheeks. A gentle kiss landed on Beryl’s forehead, whose eyes were closed by the warmth that gave her a sense of stability.
“It wouldn’t be strange for the vision to be damaged during battle.”
Then Orobas would never be able to create the holy water again.
Belled looked back at Ronove, holding his head with one hand as he closed his eyes.
It was a gesture telling him to handle it without making a mistake.
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