The time goes back a bit, and shortly before Virum and the others boarded the Rastabel, a pair of men and women were in a hut located a short distance from the castle town.
The man is standing in the dark, so it's hard to tell, but the woman is the immensely beautiful woman who is dressed in a flamboyant outfit that is disproportionate to this dingy hut.......Rosalia.
''Huh... I didn't expect our army to be annihilated. How strong are spirit beasts?
That's what we expected. This mission was mainly about testing a prototype. It would be good if we could capture a spirit animal in the process. Didn't I explain to you beforehand that we'd be able to capture the spirit animal in the process?
That said, I was enjoying being pampered by being an empress~
Do you want to stay in the country then? They're definitely coming for revenge, aren't they?
From the content of the conversation, it seems that Rosalia is going to throw away her Rastafarian bells and run away.
I'm not sure if the man is the guide for that.
I'm sure you'll be able to find out more. It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what to expect when you're in a position to do it. It's too late, Larsen.
I'm sorry to hear it. But you wouldn't want to leave your old research on the table, would you?
The one who appeared from the entrance was Larsen, who should have been iced in the battle with Shazar.
However, his body was intact and unblemished from the long march.
And most importantly, even if he had miraculously escaped from that situation, it should have taken more than ten days for him to reach Rastabel.
'And then? Were you able to recover the Material Doll?
'No, I couldn't. I was put on ice, you know. At the very least, if I had fought that spirit beast, I would have burned every piece of it to the ground...
It's not like it was a prototype, so why worry about it?
That's not the point. Totally.... Rosalie, you have a sense of urgency...
I can't hear you~. I don't want to hear it~. I don't even want to hear it~.
Well, it's a bit painful to have the doll in someone else's hands, but even if you know the materials they used, you don't know how they were made. Oh, and you two need to go behind the scenes now that your faces are broken. Right now, we don't want you to find out that we're still around.
The man interrupted the conversation between Larsen, who began to preach, and Rosalia, who covered her ears with childish gestures, and began to speak in a slightly dumbfounded tone.
''The problem is that man. Despite being a single individual, he has the combat power to cross over to an army, the vast amount of magical power he can still afford after using spirit beasts, and the fusion with spirit beasts...''
The man's voice changes to a lower one.
"The most dangerous thing is that he thinks of the spirit as a member of the family. As long as his thoughts don't change, he will be a major obstacle for us.
'What? I like her, you know? And you have a pretty cute face~
'Don't do it. We are nothing more than enemies to him, as he sees the spirits as part of his resources. Until we are ready, there's nothing we can do about it.
I don't know how in the world they knew this, but their mannerisms were as if they had seen the battlefield with their own eyes, and they had a clear picture of the character of "Vilm".
After that, the trio went outside to start moving.
Their gazes naturally turned toward the direction of the Rustabelle Castle and the castle town.
''Well, although it's a bit rough, we'll have to erase anything related to us.
'O people of Rastabel! Forgive your mistresses who know everything and can do nothing about it.
'It pains me to involve the people of the city I'm used to, but I can't help it... And Rosalie, you don't say things you don't have a shred of faith in.
Immediately after the words were uttered by all three parties, several explosions and cries that must have belonged to the residents could be heard at the same time.
We have to let them know what we've done and what we've learned. We must let them know what we've done and what we've learned.
Starting with the man's words, the trio begins to walk away.
Listening to the cries of the Rastabelle people, which are getting worse and worse, behind them.